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He squinted. "I am. Are you dodging the question?"
"Shapeshifting," she said quickly, as if she had thought about it before. "Easy."
He laughed slightly, observing her. "Why is that?"
She looked a little surprised, but nodded hesitantly. "Okay.'
He looked down at her. "I shouldn't do something you don't like."
She frowned at him. "I'm starting to not like this game."
He frowned, looking over again. "Sorry, then."
"Uhh.. I like dessert foods."
He tilted his head. "I'm really not being that complimentary."
She looked thoughtful, tapping her chin. "Hm.. I really like white and pink? I like a lot of colors."
"No," he said easily. "Just curious, I suppose. You have lovely eyes."
She laughed. "20 questions. Okay."
He was listening, his brows furrowed. His gaze drifted over to her, and he watched thoughtfully.
She looked over at him. "Game?"
He nodded, frowning as he watched the man. "Yes, he is."
She looked around with a frown, as if remembering. "This way," she said, starting off.
He looked around curiously before gesturing. "There, with the brown hair."
She grinned. "Truly."
He laughed lowly, resting his other hand on her waist and bringing her close. He pulled her into the crowd with him.
"I could've been normal."
