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"Really?"
She frowned somewhat nervously. "So... I should just go in there?"
"Do you not want to go?"
Eden sighed as the class began to work, leaning against the board.
"It's fine. I'm just hurt."
"For real?"
He beamed, obviously excited. "Good, okay. I have some stuff to bring, because we're going to find a bird no mater what, okay?"
Her blonde hair was in a bun today, although a few strands had come loose and they brushed the nape of her neck as she wrote on the chalkboard....
“I get it. Don’t worry.”
They arrived at the room and she turned to the others. “Am I fireproof?”
That evening, after Eli has gone to bed, August came over to her den. “Ready?”
“On the topic of weather patterns,” Eden said quietly, writing on a chalkboard, “we need to be mindful of balance. A little bit of tweaking might...
He laughed slightly. “Do I make you uncomfortable?”
(Zoop?)
“Your garden? Show me.”
“Oh, right. Lead the way.”
He left, heading back to the kitchen area.
She left the room, heading back downstairs.
