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He looked over at her, his grey eyes narrowed in confusion. "Why... do I live here? I guess I just do. Why do you live in the woods?"
She laughed a little, shaking her head. "Yellow," she replied after a moment. "What's yours?"
He gestured his hand vaguely. "In one of the rooms. Don't get excited, it's not much."
She looked over her shoulder for a moment. "Like what?"
"This is where I live," he replied, shrugging off his cloak and folding it over his arm. In the place where his wings would be, she would see two...
She gave him a little smile. "Another forbidden question?"
He glanced down at her, raising one eyebrow. “...what is it?”
He led her through the cramped alleyways, the hood pulled over his head as well. He reached out occasionally and pulled her gently towards him. As...
She relented, tilting her head. “Okay. Fine. Tell me about when you grew up. It was a long time ago, right?”
“We won’t be in town too much,” he said lowly. “Don’t make eye contact.”
She pulled her cloak tighter around her. "Maybe. I don't know. I don't think that's why," she mused. "If that was why, you would want to try to...
He looked back at her, laughing a little. "Not what you're used to?"
"Okay," she said, tilting her head almost playfully. "Why don't you want to talk about world domination?"
They emerged from the underground path into the human city. It was just as crowded as the elven kingdom, but it was different. It was dirtier and...
“I’m happy to oblige,” she said. “What would you like me to ask about?”
He walked up ahead as they ascended up towards the surface, darkness surrounding them.
She laughed a little. “I know,” she replied. “But introspection is important. You of all people should know that.”
He glanced back at her, raising one eyebrow. “I have some friends in high places. Come on.”
“What do you want?” she asked, sounding genuinely interested. “From all this? Were you happy when you ruled?”
He laughed a little. “Alright, Calliope. Come on.” He headed down the human stretch, moving quickly.
