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He raised an eyebrow before returning to his food. His eyes were a silvery green and his dark hair was disheveled. He had faint stubble along...
"Great. Okay. Close your eyes."
"I'm okay," she repeated, her eyes wide. "I can do it."
She grinned, looking surprised. "Really?!"
The forest was decorated with silver and light blue lanterns lit with golden candles. Silvery petals covered the forest floor and she would hear...
"Do they? I'll show you some real ones later," he said, resting his head on his hand.
"Well, let me shower and you can stay here and then we'll switch."
"No, it's fine," she protested, holding the spatula tightly. "I can do it."
She tilted her head. "I would like to braid your hair," she repeated. "I have a little sister. I'm very good at it."
(Zoop?)
He looked over at her. "Like whistles," he said after a moment, doing a quick birdcall. "Like that."
"But you're right. Come on."
"Mm," she said, nodding slightly as she looked back down at the stove. "Do you want a breakfast sandwich?"
"Because," she said haughtily. "I want to braid your hair."
"Come on, then."
His face fell slightly, although he hid it pretty well. "Oh."
"But I'm so comfortable here."
She looked up, clearly startled. "Oh. Morning."
She squinted at him before sighing. "Can you go back into human form, please?"
She finished placing the crown and grinned. "Okay. Ready to go?"
