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He watched her, frowning.
She leaned against him unsteadily, her face pale. "You gotta.... you gotta make me mad... if we're up against Michael..." she muttered. "You...
“I believe in you, Aspen. I know you can do it.”
She bit her tongue from snapping at him, and paused for a moment before dropping the void, groaning slightly as the full force of the headache hit...
He frowned, rubbing her back. “And it won’t be a year. Just take a deep breath.”
“I’m fine,” she snapped.
“Just calm down, Aspen. We have a year.”
The void grew and her vision started to flicker. “Good.”
“How does the shop know how to get back to the Fort?”
"Great, that really makes me pissed," she replied, and the void.
He sighed, rubbing her back slowly.
She took a deep breath and the void wavered. "Again. Please."
"Is that really the problem?"
"*squee!* you," she shot back. The void grew.
He watched her work, frowning. "What are you doing?"
She fell silent, and her gaze darted to him, her eyes narrowing.
He kissed the top of her head, looking around again.
"That seems to help," she muttered, trying to keep her focus. "Be mean to me. I know you can do it. Make me angry."
"I believe in you."
She paused for a moment before jerking her head towards him. "Be mean to me."
