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He raised an eyebrow. "You don't know that."
He looked down at her with a frown. "Why not?"
He frowned. "I doubt we'll be able to, but we'll see."
Zerras turned to the doorway, looking down at June. "Shall we?"
Avice hesitated. "A lot, I'm sure."
Avice nodded, squeezing Jack's arm lightly. "Of course. Stay safe in there."
Zerras pursed his lips. "Yes," he agreed. "Very foolish." Avice nodded, taking them down a large alleyway and pointing to a large doorframe that...
She nodded slightly, looking ahead again. "Interesting."
She nodded, exhaling slowly. "Yeah. I'm ready."
"Weapons, yes. Magyck, no," she said, looking back at them. "What kind of legend are you after, again?"
Cal looked back at the gravestone, nodding. "Yeah. Let's go back to Papa, okay?" she said gently, turning her around as they both went back to Puck.
Avice looked around curiously as they went, remembering the path with a frown.
Cal brushed her hair back gently, her gaze softening. "He saved the Ortus," she explained, "and he was a good friend of mine."
The sight of the grave and those words always made Calliope tear up a bit. She came over, observing it for a moment before setting her flowers...
Zerras was frowning, but that's just how he generally looked. Avice nodded, starting off down the street.
Cal looked over, her gaze softening. "Yeah. That will work."
"It's a bit hard to find if you don't know the city," she explained. "It'll be easier if I show you."
Cal caught up, walking alongside Puck. "He is an eloquent young man."
She nodded, taking Jack's hand. "Yes. I can show you where the entrance is."
Cal looked up at him with a grin before shifting Clems. "Look! Papa!"
