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Puck laughed a little. “At least I didn’t get beat up by mice.”
She laughed a little, leaning over the edge thoughtfully. “They seem happy.”
Puck rolled his eyes and Ben noticed, looking up. “What?” “You got beaten up by some mice,” he replied flatly. Ben frowned and fell silent.
She leaned her head against his shoulder, her gaze soft as she looked out across the town. “Don’t worry,” she said gently, looking up at him....
He nodded, sighing a little. “Yeah. Buggers. They’re not too bad with just a few of them, but they can easily be fatal in a pack.”
She pulled her hair out of the ponytail gently, rolling her shoulders. “The town is so big,” she mused, taking Zerras’ hand.
He laughed a little, but he seemed grim. “Yeah. He put me in there once. You know those scars on my waist?”
She seemed very excited and began to walk, heading for a large building nearby. It was mostly quiet compared to the rest of the town, and there...
He exhaled as they hurried away. “Those things are nasty. Edgar used to use them on prisoners.”
She gave him a small smile before her eyes widened and she took his hand. “We should get up high,” she said enthusiastically. “So we can see the...
He sighed a little, but relented for her, crossing his arms. They got quite a bit away, and Ben exhaled slowly. “Okay. I think we’re alright.”
She frowned a little, looking up at him. “Well, if you decide against it, I mean. I’m trying not to get my hopes up.”
“It’s just a few mice,” Puck complained. “This just seems a little dramatic.”
She seemed excited, looking around. “This place seems great. Maybe you’d want to settle here?”
Puck was frowning too, but he sounded more irritated than anything else. “I think you’re exaggerating, Ben.”
She gave him a quick smile, but fell silent.
“Be brave, Calliope,” Ben said quietly. “We’ll get away. Just keep walking.”
“No,” she agreed, resting her head against him. “But still, I know it must be a little frustrating.”
Another mouse joined the first and they were both staring. “Keep going.”
She took it, looking up at him as she took his hand as well. “It’s alright,” she said gently. “It’s going to be dark soon anyway. I’m just sorry...
