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"You'll hold the stubs of my feet!"
"Horse."
She grinned, heading down the hallway.
"Aspen, I'm really okay," he protested.
"No. I can walk on my hands."
"I suppose it is," he said slowly. "How did you get here?"
She nodded, satisfied.
He touched it distractedly, wincing. "It's alright, Aspen. Go to sleep. I'll clean it up."
"I don't need feet."
They returned to the Spark house. The party seemed to be winding down, with coaches being led down the driveway.
"Don't make me spray you."
They returned the cave, and Eli was already in his den. When they stepped into the light, she would see that August had a black eye and a large...
"Says the siren."
(Zoop?)
She groaned. "Warner, you dickle*squee!*, come with us."
He was quiet for a moment before pulling away. "Come on. We should get back."
"Yes."
"We should head back, though. Aubrey will be looking for us."
She looked over her shoulder, squinting. "Talk to Warner."
He rubbed her back gently, his hand strong and supportive. "Eli has these little fits, okay? It'll be better in the morning."
