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"Try it! I got you a bowl," he said, offering it to her.
She considered Zad before placing a hand on his shoulder. "Zad?"
He didn't reply, slipping into his den and falling silent.
"But try this first," he said, offering her the bowl of ice cream. "It's orange flavored! Have you ever heard of orange ice cream?"
"Or something," she said worriedly. "He was acting really weird. Right, Sariel?"
There was a silence. "I'm glad you're still around," he said gruffly, turning to go into his den.
He nodded, patting her shoulder before returning to the ice cream. "So unpack, okay?"
She still looked concerned, approaching Zad slowly. "I think he might be sick. He wasn't acting himself earlier."
He considered her for a moment. "You really *squee!*ed up, Aspen. The best thing you can do now is work harder and don't repeat your mistakes."
"Don't worry. You'll probably have to meet with my fiancee... she's in charge."
Addie, for her part, looked completely stricken, her face having gone rapidly pale. "Is he dead?"
He was quiet for a moment, his clear eyes considering her. "You're new here, Aspen. If you don't follow my directions, you'll die out here. That...
"I was going to ask you anyway," he reassured her. "Don't worry."
Her brow furrowed and she turned to Warner, one brow raised.
He raised an eyebrow. "Which part?"
He noticed her watering eyes and frowned, hugging her close. "Hey, don't cry..."
Addie knocked on Zad's door.
He glanced over his shoulder at her. "What?"
His blue eyes met hers and he looked down at her, squeezing her hands. "We need a florist for the wedding," he said quietly. "And who else would...
(Zoop?)
