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"I see.."
Warner had left, but Sariel was still asleep on the bed.
She said nothing, looking upset.
She went quiet, saying nothing.
He blinked, idly petting Sariel's wings.
"I shouldn't have to be afraid of telling you things. That's not how things should work."
She squinted, adding some brown sugar, syrup, and few pieces of fruit before taking a bite.
He watched her curiously, his expression soft. "I'll be patient.'
"Well neither way would have been happy for me. I just.." she sighed, her brows furrowing and her shoulders slumping. "I shouldn't have been so...
"I don't think oatmeal making is your best and only skill."
"Ugh. Fine.'
"I don't know, okay? I don't know what I'm doing, Eli. Not one thing! It's been very, very hard and I just wish I knew what I was doing but I...
She took a seat, offering her hand. "Uh huh. Sure."
"So basically I can't come with?"
She looked somewhat upset. "Well how do you know?"
"No way. You have more."
He looked over at Sariel and huffed. "I'm just confused."
"Well, for starters, I would try and learn what it means."
"Wow. I'm impressed."
"I'm not sure I understand."
