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She spoke hastily, her brow furrowed. "In a few seconds, a human is going to come out. I'm going to go with him and we're going to go get tea....
"I don't like him, Calliope. I don't want him around."
Her face fell and she went over to the corner, cracking open a window imperceptibly. She hurried outside, her expression distraught.
"I didn't intentionally mean to hurt him," he replied flatly.
She laughed deeply, tilting her head. "Take your time. I'll be outside."
He glowered at her. "You can't boss me around, Calliope."
She pursed her lips, thinking for a moment. "Would you be able to go now?" she asked. "I don't mean to rush you, I just... I'm leaving before...
He squinted at her, his ear flickering. "He might be faking."
She considered him for a moment before giving him a small smile. "I don't have time for lunch," she began, tilting her head, "but would you...
"I don't like him."
"I told you, Reeve," she said gently, looking over at him. "Appearances may be deceiving."
His face fell and he sighed. "That's... not gonna happen."
"The sword caught my eye, if I'm honest," she admitted, going around to look at the items in the display thoughtfully. "Although everything is...
He sighed again. "I really am sorry."
She tilted her head, giving him a soft smile. "I'm sure things will turn around," she replied gently. She straightened up looking around. "How...
"I thought you were joking," he protested.
She laughed a little, tilting her head. "Not popular with the ladies around here?"
"I really didn't think it would hurt. I thought it be like someone tugging our ears."
She tilted her head, giving him a small, sweet smile. "Hello, Reeve. I would love to, honestly, but I'm afraid I'm not lying. I'm leaving town...
He headed out, leaving them behind. Puck looked guilty, avoiding Calliope’s gaze.
