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"We did a good job on our child."
She took a deep breath. "Tez, sweetie, he's just... he doesn't know how to deal with uncertainty. He's on shaky ground and he's running away."...
"So, tell me more about other dryads. Do they all have magic like you?"
"Come over here with your bad self."
"Get off me, then!" she said, sitting up.
"I'll manage. I agree."
Lark hesitated, eyeing Tez hesitantly. "He... I don't know, Tez. He might not want to be found..."
"It is. Dryads and pixies agree on that."
"The truly perfect butt."
"I can try."
"It's cruel, you know."
Lark looked over at Miko, her brows furrowed. "You doing okay?"
"Good. Neither will I."
"My favorite booty of all time."
"I'm going to kick you off."
He squinted at her before sitting down with a sigh, eating his pizza.
(Where to?)
“No lying about it.”
“Prime pickings.”
“I’m actually going to kill you.”
