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She nodded, going to get her horse.
He gave a glance at Sariel.
She frowned, a strange look crossing her face, maybe a look of hopelessness, before she turned and headed to the bed.
She watched him thoughtfully. "Fine."
"Of course."
"That's mean."
"I can handle myself."
"I know what you mean about the closet," he replied stiffly. "Hmph."
Her brows furrowed slightly as she tilted her head.
She tilted her head. "But then wouldn't the situation be the same at my house?"
"I am not prude."
She looked back at Eli. "I know. I won't."
"Hm.. I see. Well, I hope to see you again soon," she replied, tilting her head slightly.
She looked just as worried. "You're hurt because of me, August.. At-atleast let me help this."
"Do you have a horse?"
Warner pursed his lips. "Hm.."
She paused. "This is different."
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"What about you?"
"Why not for me?"
