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“I have four younger siblings,” she said. “I’ve learned to track this kind of stuff.”
(You good to Zoop?)
“Yes, I do,” she replied, not unkindly before offering him the straw.
“Because you owe me and you’re hungry,” she said flatly, raising one eyebrow.
His laughter was low and quiet, and he fell asleep crazily.
Her gaze grew sharp. “You owe me, Zerras Algranoth. Drink the milkshake.”
“You don’t gotta be,” he teased. “Maybe you’re just boring.”
She laughed a little, raising one eyebrow. "Oh, so you just get to decide who's a criminal now?" she replied, tilting her head. "Drink the...
"That's true," he said, a playful tone creeping into his sleepy voice. "Maybe you have that effect on people."
"Well, you're a criminal," she said, looking up at him. "I'm technically a criminal; I let you go. You're painting over them with a pretty broad...
His breathing was steadying and he was quiet for a moment. "I'm going to fall asleep if we stay here for too much longer," he murmured.
"I know you did," she replied, looking up at him. "I think you're being unnecessarily rude, though."
He closed his eyes, sighing a little. "I'll keep it in mind, Cal."
Her face fell a little, and she looked disappointed, avoiding his gaze.
He laughed again, shaking his head. “For some reason, I don’t think I’d be welcome.”
“I’ll ask my new friend,” she said excitedly, tilting her head. “Please drink some of the milkshake. You didn’t have breakfast.”
He laughed a little, sounding tired. “Edgar says he’s going to throw me all out. He says that I will have outlived my usefulness,” he said with a...
“Maybe it’s the good service,” she mused. “He did just make me a milkshake. And they accept any kind of currency here.”
“Yeah. Inconvenient for me,” he muttered, settling his head down again. “But it’s okay.”
“You give off an aura,” she said, gesturing at him vaguely. “Drink the milkshake.”
