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She nodded slowly, looking down at her feet nervously. "And... Oblivion? What happens if he gets his hands on Oblivion?"
His eyes fluttered open suddenly and he looked over at her with a smile. "It's not rude. It's just honest."
Knowing that her family would receive aid seemed to take a huge weight off her shoulders and she watched the goddess anxiously. "You... you will?"
"You're very sweet," he said tiredly, his eyes closing for a moment. "Or a huge suck-up."
She seemed concerned about this, looking up at her suddenly in confusion. "Join... him? Goddess, forgive me, but he doesn't want me. He doesn't...
"I know," he replied, moving his piece forward. "But I still think it's cruel for you to agree to it."
She hesitated, shaking her head slowly. "What will he do once he has the Hearthstone? I don't..." She pursed her lips as she tried to figure out...
Later in his apartment, their game was on the coffee table, takeout boxes scattered around. Puck had his head resting on his hand as he squinted...
She considered this, her arms folded protectively as she thought for a moment. "But... I don't know how to go above and beyond for Zerras," she...
He gave her a smile and they headed off. (Zoop?)
She looked stricken, avoiding the goddess' gaze nervously. "I'm... I'm so sorry," she began, her voice shaking a little. "I didn't mean to cause...
"I'm not sure," he said tiredly, taking off his helmet. "We can decide at home...?"
She hesitated, looking around for a moment before looking up at her. "Do... do you know about Zerras? About what I did?"
"Well..." he hesitated, considering her. "What if we ordered some food and played a game?"
She blinked, tilting her head curiously, her brow furrowed nervously. "I... I'm no diviner, Goddess Rengyn... I don't have any control over the...
He looked down at her, frowning. "But then we won't get to hang out..."
"I mean... if he won't talk until tomorrow, I guess I am," he said hesitantly, his shoulders slumping a little in exhaustion. "I don't know..."
She shook her head slowly, looking around. "Am I... are you real? I'm sorry, but... who are you?"
Puck frowned, considering this. "Okay. Okay. We'll come back tomorrow."
She tilted her head nervously, studying her. "Excuse me, ma'am, but... where am I?"
