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"I know. I know."
"I can tell."
"Tell me about you. Where were you born?"
Despite herself, her face fell. "Oh, okay..."
"None of that."
He blinked, looking surprised. "Huh."
"Yep. She's back in bed," Poppy said, exhaling slightly.
"Hush. No more."
"Sure."
Poppy returned about five minutes later, closing the door behind her.
"Ugh. You're so biased."
"You're the only familiar face I have. Stay if you want to."
Poppy picked her up and left the room.
She flushed, looking over at him. "Excuse me?"
"Jack is fine."
"I don't wanna go back to sleep, though," she said, looking up at Poppy. Poppy sighed, pulling her into an embrace. "I know, sweet girl. Come...
She frowned, lifting her hand and letting it run over her fingers. "Something like that. We have an organ in our bodies that produces it....
"Still. I'm sorry."
Diana crawled into her lap, leaning back against Poppy. "Can you braid my hair today?" Poppy nodded, brushing her fingers through her hair....
"No. Our body rejects any Enryli other than our own. Pixies can heal with the Enryli, though, so it's the same sort of thing."
