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"When did she ask?"
She frowned, her brow furrowing.
"Of course."
He came over to the cage, kneeling down. "Say it, Sam. Say you want me to make it even, or say you want her wings. Make a choice."
"How long have you known her?"
She frowned, focusing for a moment before floating up in the air. "Okay, so this is going to be difficult..." she murmured, trying to grow the...
"Mm. We're glad for your company."
"So make it even? Is that what you want?"
He squinted at her, one eyebrow raised. "You're my sister's friend?"
She yelped, backing up.
"You do! Don't fret."
"Make a choice, Sam."
“That’s fair.”
She considered him before turning to look back at the ground, focusing.
"Well, if it's any consolation, I only have Eli."
"I could cut them off," he said with a shrug. "She'd probably get free and go tell the Alyndar. Or, I could make things even for you."
"A friend? Who?"
"How would I go about doing that?"
"Just you and your robots?"
She buried her face in his neck. The spirit looked at the wings for a moment. "So, Sam... I have a choice here."
