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He paused looking uncertain. “I don’t know. It’s just a joke.”
She moved quickly down the road, her hood pulled up and her steps quick and sure. He would be able to imagine her doing this same thing yesterday,...
“Oh, forgive me. You’re not disgusted with me yet?”
Ophelia was speaking quietly. “I think the best door to enter is down this way...”
He laughed out loud. “You’re not bored of me yet?”
(Zoop until next night?)
He glanced down at her. “I’ll still be in the area for a week or so,” he said.
She kicked him gently with her foot. “Sure it is.”
He took their bags as they got off the train. “Yes.”
She offered him a takeout container before grabbing one at random. “It’s chaotic, Abel. That’s the beauty of it.”
"For tonight, if that's okay," he said. "I'll be gone in the morning."
She looked over at him. "Of course."
He tilted his head. "You okay?"
She brought food back after a few seconds, settling next to him.
She nodded slowly as there was a knock on the door. "That's the food," she said, standing up.
The train pulled into Sylvaele late that night and Ferris looked down at Fleur, shaking her gently. "We're here, Fleur."
She frowned, tilting her head. "How long do we have once we've planted them?"
(Zoop?)
"Can you tell me what the plan is for tomorrow?"
He nodded in agreement and they departed.
