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"Is that another threat? I swear, two times in two days, and we barely know each other."
"I'm so proud of you, my little heathen!"
He hesitated, shrugging. "There's not much to tell."
"I'm sure." The door opened and the Alyndar came in, holding out a gold stained hand, her hand glowing with silvery blue magic.
"You're welcome, I think."
She laughed, clearly delighted. "Well done!"
"What do you want to know?"
"Good luck with that, Sam."
"You were a relief compared to everyone else in there."
"You don't have to."
"Well, you're in the right place."
He smirked, turning to look at him. "Oh, do I?"
"Since the first five seconds."
She huffed playfully. "Okay, Sar... say '*squee!*'."
"Learn about what?"
"Oh, don't worry about that. I'm sure Eden has left through the window, although I don't know how far she can get without those wings of hers..."
"I know. So impolite, Ms. Rohesia."
"Uh... Warner? Help me out, here?"
"You don't know me at all, Aspen," he said with a small laugh.
"We're going to have to burn the wings," the spirit said thoughtfully. "So no one can reconnect them..."
