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He frowned, looking pouty for a moment. “You know the area better than I do.”
She closed her eyes again for a moment, thinking for a moment. “Sariel’s pretty pissed at you...”
He looked down thoughtfully at her hand before looking up at her, resting his head in the pillow. “What do you want to do?”
She exhaled in relief, hugging him maybe a little tighter. “Thanks, Zad.”
“Okay. What should we do in the meantime?”
“C’mon, Zad. I need help. I need to be trained by someone.”
“Maybe in the next day?” he asked curiously.
She closed her eyes, her brow furrowing. “Could you teach me how to make that fog?” she asked after a moment.
He kissed the top of her head, lying back on the bed.
“I’m sorry,” she repeated. “You were really scary. I panicked.”
“And you wouldn’t lie to me.”
“I didn’t mean to look for personal stuff,” she said quietly, her head on his chest. “I just wanted to know what you were going to do next before...
“I know. You told me.”
She was quiet for a minute, rubbing his back slowly. “I’m sorry I went in your head.”
“And you’re a cutie.”
She frowned, gently coming to the front of him so he could see her moves without startling him. There was a small pause before she laid down next...
“In that case, you’re so beautiful. I love you.”
She frowned, scooting over to him and rubbing his back tentatively. “I asked you to. It’s not your fault.”
“So... I should say more?”
She looked confused for a moment. “You... brought this upon me? Zad, I’m just annoying. Everyone I meet wants to beat me up. You aren’t special...
