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She was walking very quickly, standing in front of him. Normally, she was right next to him or lagging a little behind him, and this was unusual.
He squinted at her, tilting his head. "Why?"
They left the inn and she hurried for the gate, looking like she wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
"I don't know what we're going to find there," he said, shaking his head. "I don't know if they're going to be hostile or not."
She nodded, heading for the door. She was avoiding his eyes, her brow furrowed.
"I think we will," he agreed. "I just... I'm afraid."
She collected her stuff quickly, putting her bag on her back. "Ready to go?"
"A lot has happened," he agreed tiredly. "I don't know."
She didn't look at him, shaking her head as she began to pack up their stuff. "We should leave tonight. He knows I was interested in the store."
He laughed a little. "I don't need him to apologize. It's okay."
She had given him a light peck on the cheek as they left, feeling guilt settling in as she returned to the inn, her shoulders slumped as she...
He gave her a small smile. "It was nice to take a walk. How's Puck?"
(Zoop?)
He paused, looking over his shoulder curiously. His wings fluttered a little, but the other one was still injured.
She gave him a smile back, taking his arm gently, although Zerras would notice that it seemed a little more awkward than it was with him. "I'm...
After a while, she would see the glow of his wings, quite a bit ahead of her.
She was standing next to the door, and she brightened, looking over at him. "Hello."
Puck watched her, his face darkening as she left. Ben's path was pretty clear. He had headed down the path, walking quickly.
"Yes," she said quickly. "He asked me out and he's a nice boy and I'm already feeling really guilty."
"He went on a walk," Puck complained. "Just wait for him to come back."
