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She laughed a little, ducking her head self-consciously. "Well, as you pointed out, I'm not from the area," she said, waving her hand. "What...
"I'll be here," he replied easily. The pathway to the kitchens was one she was well familiar with by now, and as she entered, Luce looked up....
"Shops," she mused with a small nod. "Hm. Okay. What else is in the area?"
He squinted for a moment, thinking. "Just ask for the usual, please," he said easily. "She'll know."
She gave him a sweet grin, resting her head on her hand. "Looks can be deceiving, Mr. Stagbane."
"It's the least I could do," he said affectionately, brushing her hair out of her face gently before letting her go. "Listen, do you want to go...
"Mr. Stagbane," she began, sitting up and tucking her hair behind her ear, her sweet face adopting a more serious expression. "You might actually...
He laughed a little, leaning back and pulling her up in the air for a moment before setting her back down. "Of course. You always had it in you."
She looked back up at him, smiling easily. "Excellent milkshake, Mr... I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name. I'm Juniper."
He approached her, looking ecstatic. "You're a genius! Three rounds!"
She laughed a little, resting her head on her hand. "Heard of any magical stones in these parts?"
It did it the third time and he waved a hand, the claw disappearing instantly. He turned to her, his arms lifted in victory. "You did it!"
“I’m gonna ask the bartender when he comes back,” she said stubbornly.
It obeyed her and he seemed delighted. “Excellent, Cal. One more.”
“No,” she agreed. “You most certainly are not.”
It turned in midair and moved towards him. He laughed a little, sidestepping it again. "Come on. Let's go for three in a row."
She shrugged playfully, slipping off her hood, her golden hair catching the dim light of the bar. "All I know is that when Finneas gets hungry,...
He sidestepped it, watching her carefully. They were trying to see if she could adjust her shots in midair.
She grinned at him, her face softening. “Sure, Zer.”
The next day, he was teaching her more magic in the library. “Alright, Cal. One more time. Hit me.”
