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She would hear clanging in the back, but they didn't seem to realize she was there.
She seemed a little confused, but not unkind. "Well.. Yeah."
He waited for her patiently. Inside it was just as nicely furnished. Armor and weaponry hung upon the wall, showing the skill of the blacksmith...
"Stern people scare me," she admitted, laughing a little. "I'll be okay."
He nodded, moving toward a wall to wait for her.
She frowned. "Only Ben.. Is there anything I need to know?"
He frowned a little, looking up. "You should."
She sighed, leaning back. "I had a feeling it wouldn't be."
He raised eyebrow. "If they have that key they might have a better idea about my identity than most people."
She hesitated, looking over at him. "Oh, that.. Yeah, I'm a little better now."
"I'm nervous about going in," he said with a small frown.
She nodded slightly, yawning as she fumbled to get her stuff together. "Yeah.. That makes sense."
He looked up with a small frown and nodded. "Do you want to look inside?"
She yawned, looking around and noticed Puck. "Packing so soon?"
He nodded. They walked a bit longer before she would recognize the shop. It looked old but well kept, like in her vision.
She shifted, sitting up sleepily after a moment.
He laughed a little, shaking his head. "I can't help you with that one."
She was asleep next to Ben, her head tucked under his chin and her hands to her chest.
He tapped his chin. "Maybe. I don't have experience with that."
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