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She stuck her tongue out. "Well I'm no artist."
He smirked. "Sure you will." Sam looked up at the spirit fiercely. "Just stop already! Stop torturing us!"
She observed him thoughtfully. "I'm not very used to them."
"We'll be ready," he reassured.
She grinned as she stood to the side. "My pride."
His cruel gaze met hers and he laughed. "Such a fool."
She nodded, surprised as she went to follow.
"No.. But I'm certain we have time."
She laughed. "Don't you trust me?"
His grip tightened. "Just relax."
She seemed surprised, tilting her head slightly. "That sounds nice.."
"I would not put this amount of pressure on you with so little time, Eden. Don't worry."
She laughed slightly. "Not really."
He went to turn her to see her wings. "That's a shame."
"Ah.. A bit much for me."
Sariel tilted his head. "We have time.."
She stood up, coming over.
His eyes seemed dull and taunting. "That's right."
She looked around thoughtfully. "I've never been to many before."
"It's better to wait a bit.."
