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“I’m not entirely sure that they’re not the ones behind all this,” he said with a shrug.
Juniper’s brow furrowed. “It’s beautiful...”
“I don’t know if that was them,” he replied thoughtfully.
Juniper was still watching him, her brow furrowed. After a moment, though, she squinted at the city.
“We’ll talk to them,” he reassured her. “They’re a logic driven people.”
June was still watching him, frowning. “...what?” Rowan laughed a little. “Maybe you want to start shifting your mind, elf. I don’t think...
“I have no idea,” he replied honestly. “I’ve only met a handful of dwarves in my life and they were not polite.”
She nodded, taking his hand. “I do! Of course I do. But that doesn’t really change the fact that you’re not going to be asking me to be your...
“I think I got the same as you. Tomato soup and grilled cheese?”
She looked up at him in surprise. “Well... you know. You’re going up to the mountains and I’m staying on the farm. Remember?”
“She’s wiser than I give her credit for,” Ben agreed with a small sigh.
Juniper laughed a little, raising one eyebrow. “That’s a silly question anyway. Z would never. As soon as the adventure’s over, we’re not going...
She gave them a wave before returning back to her spot.
“You two don’t really seem to know each other,” Rowan pointed out. “Next round, same rules as the last one. At the same time, both of you answer...
“Because I’m a genius,” she said, handing them the trays. “Now, go eat! I’ll see you two around.”
She looked embarrassed, folding her arms. “My type? I don’t think I have a type. I like boys who are kind, I suppose. And boys who make me...
Luce came back with soup and sandwiches, her face lighting up when she sat them. “This makes me so happy, I gotta tellya.”
Rowan looked over at Tez, one brow raised.
He looked down at her, kissing her forehead. “Yeah. She’s good.”
“Ready? Three... two... one!” June laughed a little. “I’m not exactly his type.”
