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He looked surprised. "He didn't?"
Juniper frowned, tilting her head before approaching the woman. "Hello?"
He hugged her, looking concerned. "Did you get any information? What did he say?"
She exhaled slowly, running her hand over the wheat as she looked around.
Puck was standing outside nervously, pacing. He looked up when she exited. "Hey. Are you alright?"
(..zzooop?)
"Alright," he said tiredly, closing his eyes. "Goodbye, Calliope."
She climbed up the ladder and glanced at him. Seeing that he was asleep, she descended, heading for the door.
"If you come back tomorrow," he said slowly, "I'll answer more questions."
(Zoop!) At about 1 in the morning, she opened the barn door quietly, her hands and face dirty from working in the field.
He tilted his head, considering this. "I don't want to ask questions, anymore," he said after a moment, leaning his head back. "I'm tired."
She went down the ladder and pulled her hair back before leaving, closing the door behind her.
"Hmm. Okay." He leaned back against the wall, raising an eyebrow and looking up at the barred window. "Who do you think is behind the stealing of...
She nodded, heading back to the ladder. "Alright. I'll check back in before I go to bed."
"I'm sorry," he said, tilting his head. He did seem genuinely remorseful. "If it helps, I didn't get anything too deep."
She set the blanket down next to the food. "I gotta go out into the field for a couple hours," she said, glancing out at the darkening sky...
He blinked, looking up at her. "When I made you forget, I went into your head and got some basic information," he said. "An unintentional side...
"You'd think," she said, laughing a little. "But you still want world domination, so maybe not quite so humbled."
He laughed, leaning his head back. "I think it's still a little rude to lock me up like this, but no matter."
"Because you want to help," she replied with a shrug, letting go of the last bit of hay and dusting off her pants. "Your father didn't want to...
