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The Fae country was dark and ominous, large trees towering overhead. They set up camp, and Calliope would keep hearing strange noises in the woods...
She looked up at him, frowning. "You alright?"
(Zoop?)
She blew into her hands to try to warm them up, still looking amazed. "I wanna make a snowman."
There was another small warmth before he replied. I won't for now.
She looked up at him, looking delighted at the prospect. "Don't you think it's amazing?"
He frowned, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. Want me to go into his head?
She let go of the snow, wiping the water off her hands before wrapping her arms around his, seeming absolutely spellstruck. "It's amazing."
Has he always been this stubborn?
She looked up at him playfully before looking back down at the snow, watching it melt. "Have you ever seen anything so wonderful in your life?"
There was a silence. ...sorry.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of awe and delight. "No! Look at it, Zer," she said excitedly, coming up to him, the snow cupped in her...
I don't know. I could stay back, if you'd like, and you can just talk to him without me.
She looked at the snow in wonder, stopping and kneeling down to scoop in into her hands.
You don't have to, he replied immediately. I know I exacerbated the situation.
She looked up at him, and gave him a tentative smile before going quiet, letting them continue their journey.
There was a warmth that spread through her head gently, but nothing more was said for a little bit. Do you want to talk about it?
“I don’t know,” she said self-consciously. “I’m kind of the only person you talk to.”
He took her hand again. She would hear a small voice in her head. I’m sorry.
She looked uncertain. “Are you sure it’s not me?”
