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She frowned a little too, her brow furrowing as she looked around. "Well... maybe I'll have another vision tonight," she mused. "Or maybe we'll...
He squinted at her, tucking a loose lock of hair behind her ear. "What did they do to you in there?"
"Find anything?" she asked curiously, pulling back her hood to look up at him.
His brows furrowed and he tilted his head. "So they are siphoning Magyck?"
She squinted before returning to Zerras' side.
He sat next to her, his shoulders slumping. "Did you meet the king? I heard he's just brutal."
She gave the man at the front a cheerful wave before going down the aisle, humming to herself.
He looked down at her, frowning. "Was it just awful?"
"We can set up camp and then come back," she suggested. "I don't imagine you want to spend too much time in town." She shrugged a little, looking...
Her face softened a little. "Fine. Let's go to this next shop and then set up camp."
He followed her obediently. “I would expect no less. Are you sure you’re okay?”
She laughed a little, shaking her head playfully as she looked up at him. “You don’t seem to trust me.”
He flushed, squinting at her. “...I should say no, but I’m too tired to think of anything else.”
“I could ask around,” she volunteered. “I’ve already made a lot of friends here.”
“No, you should stay here,” he said, looking down at her. “But I could maybe sleep on the couch or something...”
“We’ll see. What shop are we going to?”
He rested his forehead against hers gently. “I don’t want to let you go...” he said with a sheepish laugh.
“Nope. This is what you wanted.”
He brushed her hair back gently. “You must’ve been so frightened...”
“Then I’ll just always assume you’re hungry,” she retorted.
