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She looked up at him, her eyes wide with the possibility as a slow smile crossed her lips. "Have you seen it?"
He blinked in surprise, his arms encircling her waist. "Hm... perhaps. You're fairly convincing."
Her fingers brushed over the old paper, her head tilted slightly. "I've never seen the ocean..."
He reached up, resting his hands on her waist as he smirked up at her. "You don't believe me? I'm the one who's lived with them."
She frowned, joining his side and looking at the map, her cheek brushing his bicep. "Is that where one of the keys is?"
He shrugged playfully, considering her. "I just think that humans are the superior species," he said, folding his hands as he sat on the edge of...
"Is that another term for fire?" she teased, looking over her shoulder at her. "Are we going to go into an active volcano?"
He noticed, reaching up and brushing his thumb along the line of her jaw. "You're lovely," he said quietly, his eyes narrowing in appreciation...
"Don't they?" she asked as they headed to retrieve the proper bandages. "Next time we're on a trip, let's go someplace warm..."
He laughed a little, raising an eyebrow as he approached her. "You saw where I was sleeping, right?"
"We should get you one too, then," she protested. "You don't have much more than me... you can't wear the blanket into town over your cloak."
She would know vaguely where the guest rooms were, and his was just down the hall from hers, with a nearly identical setup. He looked around the...
She looked up at him, frowning. "Z, I'm fine..."
His face softened a little and he looked straight ahead again. "Absolutely nothing."
She took it with a small nod, slipping it over her arm as well. "It's warm in here," she said thoughtfully. "It's nice."
He looked down at her, a small smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Confident, aren't you?"
She returned the last of the cans before standing up, looking down at the floor with a frown. "Where's my... did you see where my cloak went?"
He looked down at her, frowning a little. "I'm still concerned they're going to kill me in my sleep," he said, only half-joking. "She had me...
She looked at the bandages, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "They're not... bad," she said after a moment. "I think there are probably ones that...
"She did," he mused before laughing a little. "But I don't think she told me which room it was."
