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So.. So you did it anyways?'
She huffed. "I'm fine. Can everyone stop fussing over me?'
He took it slowly. "You went into the warehouse by yourself. Without even telling me."
"Please don't worry," she said, sounding tired. "I'm really okay."
His eyes narrowed and his frown deepened. "You did what?"
"I'm serious," she said. "It's perfect."
He frowned slightly. "I'm okay. What is it?"
This didn't seem to help, and she stood up as well. "The eggs are fine. Honest."
He opened the door after a moment, looking tired. "Yeah?'
She started to look a little irritated. "I'm fine."
The house was quiet. He still was in his room.
She shook her head. "I'm okay."
Abel stayed in his room rather late into the morning.
She waved it off. "No, they're great. Why?'
He waited for a moment longer, before going to bed.
She looked up, her brows furrowed. "He warned me.. and now he's helping me figure it out. That's all."
He set the bowl down by her door, unsure what else to do. "Okay.. goodnight."
Fleur maybe sounded a bit resigned, but it was hard to tell. "I heard from someone that I wanted to see my necklace. It had to do with him."
His expression fell, and he hesitated. "I don't know what I did, O."
Fleur looked over at him, a strange expression on her face before she shook her head slightly. "Exactly."
