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Once they got outside he whistled to Ker, who responded and approached. Warner hopped on, offering his hand.
"Nope."
"Hmph. Alright then. I suppose we'll be heading home."
"Why do you hate me so?" she said dramatically, obviously teasing.
She seemed terribly uncertain before looking around. "Fine.. Fine. Fine. I don't know.. I guess we could go."
He frowned, standing up and quickly going to the entrance.
"I'm not suggesting anything."
She squinted at Rowan. "Lying boy.."
She put her arm around him with a sigh. "Ugh."
"I didn't know if there was a boundary. You can't say specific words anyways."
"No, no." He replied unevenly. "Not at all. We need to get back to the school, alright?"
He tilted his head at her curiously.
"Rowan said it wasn't very graceful."
"I'm serious!"
"Yes, I do. I do, but.. I don't know. Maybe we can see. Will you be able to come along?"
"Oh, It's just like-" he was cut off by a rumble in the ground, shaking the floor below them and causing books to fall and people to scatter in...
"It really is."
She nodded with satisfaction before pausing. "Lark, how do elves dance?"
"Because you're everything to me and I want to make sure you know that."
"I have everything here," she argued. "My life and my family.."
