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He looked at the map in concern. "I don't know. I guess I could just keep an eye out.."
She hesitated. "But why does he hate you so much?"
"Maybe," he said, "but it seems like they're starting their own.. What if we can't reinforce them enough in time?"
She frowned, folding her arms. "Then what do we do?"
"I get it," he said, nodding in understanding, "and I agree, but I'm afraid the authorities will put out that fuse and silence them."
She frowned at him. "Why doesn't he like you?"
He looked confused, tapping his chin. "And this is relevant to the people?"
She looked up at him uncertainly. "Well.. It's valuable to, personally.. But on top of that is pretty old and has an enchantment, so.. I'm not...
He looked up at her. "What do you mean?"
Fleur looked over at him, her brows furrowed. "Ferris, I'm missing context here."
He sighed, shaking his head slightly. "I'm not sure yet. I want I want to keep people there safe. The enemies might join in."
Fleur looked confused, glancing at Ferris. "What..?"
He folded his hands. "I don't know. Control?"
Fleur raised an eyebrow. "I think you do."
He looked up at her. "I think the government is going to do something soon. To ease or stop the people."
"Yes," she said. "You 'borrowed' it from the mayor."
(Zoop!) Over the next few days it would be clear that the paranoia of the previous events had set in with the people. They were angry and...
Fleur glanced back to Ferris, hesitating slightly before clearing her throat. "I'm looking for something of mine that I think you may have.. It's...
He shifted slightly, but didn't wake, relaxing.
Fleur approached, frowning slightly. "Excuse me."
