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She glanced over curiously before working on her own project.
He tilted his head slightly. "Sure."
She shuddered, going quiet. "It's hard."
"I know!" she said with a grin. "You taught me."
He tilted his head playfully. "Dragons don't exist in the real world, unless you're referring to lizards."
She huffed. "Hm.. Alright."
He looked up at her curiously. "Where are you going?"
She flinched at his words. "I know."
He seemed unsure, folding his hands together and twisting at a finger uncertainly in thought. "I don't know."
She seemed somewhat surprised, tilting her head at him. "Do you?"
He sighed, relaxing.
She hesitated, her hand brushing his shoulder momentarily, but it was just a quick second. It seemed it was more for her own comfort rather than...
"Yeah, but that's what this school is for. It helps people understand their abilities."
"Trial and error," she replied. "I know it might take a bit, so.."
He pulled her close. "I love you too."
She shrugged, sighing. "I guess we should head back."
"Only people who died from falling off large places can fly. And not even then. They just hover a few feet off the ground."
"Just stuff for the brain. Things to help me get it to mimic me and remember traits."
He frowned, resting a hand on her shoulder. "It's alright, Poppy. We're okay."
She chuckled. "I know."
