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“Syl,” he said thoughtfully, still working on the underside of the ship.
She frowned in response, feeling as if she had disappointed him. “Ah... okay.”
He nodded, heading through the woods carefully, his steps slow and deliberate. “Alright, then. This way. Remind me your name?”
“How about ‘yes’?”
“I won’t,” she promised with a nod, leaning her head back. “Should I go again?”
“I can lead you out, if you’d like. I planted the traps, so it might be best to avoid them.”
He gave her a soft grin. “Thanks.”
She nodded slowly, leaning back against the wall. "I'm sorry... I thought that was where I was supposed to go..."
He smiled slightly, raising one eyebrow. "That might be best," he replied gently. "If only for your safety."
He looked down at her, grime across the bridge of his nose, before shrugging. "If you want to."
"You did?" she asked, sounding bewildered as she staggered back again, leaning back against the wall. "I don't remember that."
He reached out a hand for the net. He had a kind face; earnest, almost, if not very serious, but he cocked his head as he considered her. "I'm...
"Huh. I'm learning!"
After a few moments, the magic diminished and Addie swayed weakly, her gaze losing its intensity as she broke, dropping her hands and falling...
He laughed slightly, turning and landing on the ground easily, as if he had done it for his entire life. He regarded her warmly, if not a little...
"Oh! That's what you meant?"
He would be struck by the influx of the magic streaming out of her; it was strong and vicious and beat back against him furiously.
"Is that so?" he asked, letting down the last knot but catching the net and slowly lowering her to the ground. "Exactly how many cannibals have...
"I don't understand what you were saying."
She didn't even blink, clearly too lost in her brain. "I went down, Zad... I don't... I don't think I should've done that..."
