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He frowned, tilting his head curiously. “Are you sure he was an elf?”
She felt a chill run through her, but she kept her composure, gathering the remaining eggs before standing up straight. "Do you want eggs?" she...
Puck looked shocked, looking up at her. "He did? How? That's not possible."
"You were supposed to care about the fate of the people," she replied quietly. "You weren't expected to be a saint, but you were expected to be...
(Zoop!) The rest of the night passed fairly smoothly. They had managed to get a sketch of the individual based on Calliope's memory, but not much...
She considered this, her brow furrowing as she filled a wicker basket with eggs. "You're a bad person, sir," she said quietly, her shoulders...
"No, I know," he said reassuringly. "I know, Cal. You don't need to worry about it. You did all you could."
She raised an eyebrow, looking up at him thoughtfully. "Are you threatening me, sir?" she asked quietly, straightening up and going over to the...
"No one tinkers on the Ortus," he said flatly, leading her down the hall.
She began to feed the chickens, scattering the feed down in the hay and the chickens gathered around her feet. "You can wait as long as you...
He was pacing at the door, still very worried. "What was he doing, Cal?"
"I have seen what you will do," she repeated, returning the cattle feed to the wooden crate before moving onto the chickens. "I don't know what...
He raised an eyebrow. "What? No, of course not. I just need you to be able to identify him if we see him."
She shook her head, moving past him to open a container, pulling out the feed for the cattle. "I've seen what you're going to do, sir," she said...
He looked down at her, giving her a small smile. "I always am. Will you... would you come with me? I'm sorry, I hate to ask you in the middle of...
"I'm no Diviner," she replied, her voice soft. "I just see things sometimes. What do you want? Why are you here?" Her eyes glinted with a rare...
He looked down at her gently, his eyes soft. "Wherever he is, you shouldn't worry. This isn't your fault." He slipped on his helmet. "I need...
Her breath hitched in her chest and she watched him nervously, her brows furrowing. "You're the one I saw," she said, her voice low and quiet....
He was frowning, but shook his head, reaching down and placing a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. "It's alright, Cal... there's no reason for...
She turned suddenly, pulling her cloak tighter around her and stepping in front of the animals protectively.
