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"Oh! I gotta show you what I did. Come on!"
"I don't understand."
"Oh, so pointy." "Are you watching, Sam?" he asked. "This is where it gets good."
"Because I miss you, and Sariel needs to know you."
"How?"
She extended them behind her, closing her eyes. "They hurt. I'm trading them in for pointier ears."
He offered a hand to her.
"Want to come set fire with us?"
"...yes?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "You're lucky you don't have wings," she said quietly. "They are so impractical."
He considered her for a moment. "That sounds fun, weirdly enough."
"What a God. Ker is Warner's dinosaur," she advised Sariel sagely. "Want to come set fire to some stuff with us?"
He seemed confused. "What did I do differently?"
She stretched out next to him, burying her face in his chest.
He seemed surprised, raising an eyebrow. "You're asking me to dance."
She brightened when she saw him. "Hey! Where'd you go?"
He beamed, patting her head before pausing. "*squee!*! Sorry."
He raised an eyebrow, looking down at her. "You want to dance?"
She knocked on his door, leaning against the wall.
August was already cooking and brought her over some eggs. "Here you go, Aspen. Did you sleep okay?"
