Separate names with a comma.
He kissed her forehead. "You don't seem alright."
Petra came back in with two pieces of toast, handing him one. "Here."
"Is this a hunt?"
"I think it would be suspicious if we just asked to look at it."
She nodded, still sniffling. "Thank you, Mama."
He sighed a little irritably. "Yeah. That's Eden." He turned to her and took her hand. "Are you alright?"
The brown and white one stretched out, rolling onto his back.
"I do," he said, folding the paper carefully.
"So, where would we go to figure that out?"
"Huh. Okay."
She gave her a kind smile, but her gaze quickly returned to Briar. "Are you sure, Briar? It really works." "I'm really fine. We should actually...
The rabbits seemed to enjoy it, leaning into him. The grey one started kicking his foot dreamily.
He flushed deeply, the pink contrasting with the pale white of his scar. "You're so sweet."
"I think what we need to do first is figure out exactly what the terms are of the contract."
"I don't know what that means."
Briar looked over at Canyon reassuringly before looking back at the pixie. "I'm alright, Eden," he said quietly. "I just had a run-in with some...
"Just pet them."
He squinted before looking up with a smile. "I can't read all of this..."
"Is there any merit to just keep working?"
Aubrey sniffled before taking the letter with trembling hands. "Thank you, Mama."
