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As they left, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a key, offering it to her. “That’s to my apartment. 401, okay? I probably won’t be able...
She considered this, looking down at her feet. “What day would you say it is? If you had to guess?”
They finished their food and Puck opened his coinpurse, paying the bill before gesturing with his head. "C'mon. I gotta go back to work and you...
Her frown deepened and she shifted her weight on her feet. "What did they do? How long have you been down here?"
"Eh," he said, taking a drink of his water. "Even that, I think you'd deliver a good product, at least, y'know?"
She hesitated, her face still hidden from him as she pulled her cloak tighter around herself. "What... what makes you say that?"
"As long as you don't threaten the integrity of the Ortus," he began with a small shrug, "I'm not worried. I don't think that there's much you...
She hesitated, backing away from him nervously before looking over her shoulder. "I don't know, sir. I'll... I'll go find someone and talk to...
He laughed to himself, finishing his grid markings before taking a huge bite of the pancakes. "Wow. Shy, sweet Calliope is selling drugs. My...
She also looked over at the lever, rubbing her arm gently. "I don't know what that does... it looks like it might hurt you."
He looked up at her suddenly with mock shock. "You're selling drugs, Calliope?"
She seemed very nervous, looking down at Tenzy as if looking for answers. "I'm sorry, sir," she repeated. "But you're chained up underneath the...
He began to cut up his pancakes into neat squares, a habit that he had adopted when they were young. She would know from experience that he...
She backed up from him, rejoining Tenzy, her hands folded neatly in front of her, still trying to keep her face hidden. "There. That's better,"...
She set it down in front of Calliope and then held up the plate of pancakes. Puck held up his hand good-naturedly and she set it in front of him...
She hesitated before gently taking down his bindings, her fingers soft and careful as she slipped it over his face, her brow furrowed in worry and...
He raised his hand, but as they got ready, the waitress reappeared with their food. "I have some french toast...?"
She stood in front of him for a moment, studying him carefully, her brows furrowed. She reached up and hesitated, her hands mere inches from his...
He raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I'll use mine too," he replied cheekily.
She paused, setting down Tenzy gently as she studied him, approaching Melas slowly. "That's... okay. That's fair. I'm sorry, sir, you need to...
