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"Okay," she said brightly. "I'll be here or the garden."
She nodded, looking out the window momentarily. "I'm going to stay here for a little."
She looked up at him, hesitating for a moment. "I'd.. rather stay here for now. If that's okay with you."
She looked out, her expression happy again as she had time to relax. "They are? Oh, good."
She nodded, looking up at him. "Thank you."
She nodded, moving over and lying back. "I'm glad that's over. Or, I hope it is."
"But no exile.. Right?"
She nodded slowly, looking thoughtful. "Yeah, I suppose that could work."
She sighed, a frown on her face. "Don't exile her. Not the plaguelands, at least. That's a death sentence."
She frowned, seeming uncertain. She looked up at him, observing his features. She relaxed slightly, keeping near him. "I don't.. want that."
She nodded, her brows furrowed.
She looked up at him, her expression resolute aside from the dlight weariness that accompanied it as she shook her head.
She leaned into him, her head on his shoulder.
She pulled away slightly. It was still sore, but didn't seem to be hurt beyond that.
She reached up and touched her shoulder from when she had pinned her arm back.
After a bit, she sat up, rubbing her eyes.
She was quiet from then on, continuing to hold onto him for awhile.
She whimpered slightly, hugging him tight.
She hugged him, her arms firm around his waist as she buried her face in his shirt.
She didn't answer, folding her arms nervously.
