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He was shaking and he nodded slowly, looking down at the ground for a moment. "He, uh... he tricked me. He fooled me into believing that you had...
"Did he?" the mouse asked, his eyes lighting up with interest. "Hm. Maybe he'll have some answers then."
"Are you ready for tonight?"
"I'd clean you up," she said nonchalantly, returning to her food.
"Why would they refuse?" she asked with a frown, tilting her head. "That place felt... terrible."
He nodded, looking over his shoulder nervously as he followed her.
He frowned, cleaning his whiskers again. "I don't know..."
"Oh. Of course."
She laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Is that a problem?"
She frowned, raising an eyebrow. "Do they get eaten by those things, or become those things or what?"
His hands ran through her hair and he pulled her close as he kissed her back, his hands trembling.
He squinted. "Your mentor?"
He frowned, raising one eyebrow. "Will I what?"
She squinted at him. "I'm gonna."
She raised an eyebrow. "The Ether? Is that where I woke up?"
He exhaled heavily, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head over and over. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
He got on her shoulder, sitting by her ear. "I got it before I fell into the puddle. I took it from somewhere, I think."
He grinned, kissing the top of her head. "Great. Thanks."
She grinned, watching him adoringly. "I'm gonna paint your face with syrup," she decided, reaching for the bottle.
"Do you like it here?" she asked, putting her hands in her pockets.
