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He hugged her back in surprise, frowning. "I'm sorry your trip has been so crappy," he said quietly.
She frowned, but she didn't even seem very angry. Angry didn't seem like an emotion she was very familiar with. Instead, she just seemed sad,...
He gave her a grim smile. "It's alright, Cal... I'll sleep tonight."
"200 years," she agreed, raising one eyebrow as she looked over at him. "And the first thing you did was lie to a stranger and then threaten the...
He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head. "What about me?"
She tilted her head, frowning at him as she crossed her arms. "You are a self-proclaimed tyrant," she said incredulously. She shook her head,...
He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "You should go back to the apartment. Get some sleep."
She squinted at him, crossing her arms too, her brow furrowing. "You don't even deny it?" she asked incredulously. "You don't even care?"
“I think we need to find your guy,” he replied grimly.
She tilted her head, folding her hands in front of her. “You have gone down in history as being a cruel tyrant,” she told him quietly, her brow...
He sighed, squinting into the gears. “Ideally, yes, but... the fact that the elf you saw ran down the human trail... I don’t think it would be...
“Why?” she asked quietly, taking the basket. “You owe me that, at least.”
He nodded, looking over at her. “It would be, but the Natural Races don’t really study the Ortus, you know? It is, at its core, a machine that...
She would set the hay in a large crate that was on the loft’s level, hanging in midair. With the weight of the hay, it began to lower down into...
He looked in, squinting curiously. The Ortus was so dense with gears that it was difficult to tell if anything had changed.
She nodded, moving past him to set the basket of eggs by the door before hanging her cloak on a hook. “I need to finish everything else first,”...
He exhaled before looking back up at the Ortus. “Come on. Let’s go see if we can tell what he did.”
She looked up at him, her eyes pools of honey in the early morning light. “Because I’m not like you,” she replied simply, her voice quiet.
He seemed unconvinced, pacing a little. “Then this is worse than we thought,” he said gravely. “I don’t trust the humans. For good reason. We...
“Eggs,” she confirmed with a little nod. “You must be hungry. I can sneak some out to you in a little bit.”
