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Her hand brushed through his hair and she glanced over at his work table. "Could I try an experiment?"
She blushed, turning on her side to look up at him. "...Baze?"
She scooted over slightly, moving her legs to the left so he could join her, her arms already encircling his waist.
Her frown deepened and she left, heading out across the landscape without another word.
She looked up at him expectantly, leaning back against the couch arm. "Well...?"
"Why are you coming with me?"
“I told him to go to bed,” she said matter-of-factly. “So he went to bed.”
Her frown deepened and she considered him for a moment. “I don’t understand.”
Her frown deepened and she set Digit down. “Digit, seylun detresii elu vyen,” she said, speaking in her native tongue. Digit obliged, scampering...
“I don’t need your pity,” she said quietly, her brows furrowed and her gaze tired.
She frowned, tilting her head thoughtfully. “Don’t be angry with me.”
She looked over her at him, her eyes squinted. “Why?”
“He wouldn’t,” she replied defensively, leaning against the couch arm and resting her legs over his. Digit clambered up, curling in her lap.
The rain gradually stopped and Eliza stood as the fire lit, watching it dully. "I'm going to go on a walk," she muttered to Vaughn, turning to...
She studied him, as if she wasn't quite sure she believed him, before leaning in and whispering in his ear. "So, why do you think I would believe...
He fell silent after that, his brow furrowed with thought.
She scooted over to him, her gaze intense as she watched him. "So... you don't think I'm unintelligent."
He pursed his lips thoughtfully. "Eliza will come around," he said again. "Just give her time."
She paused before speaking. "Do you think I am unintelligent? Or, if not intelligent, then naive?"
"Reglin," he repeated quietly, internalizing the name. "Is that why you wanted to stop at all the other colonies?"
