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She glared, summoning a claw to reach out and grab his shoulder; not enough to hurt him, but to get his attention.
He stood up with a small nod. "Let's go."
"Don't be rude," she said quietly. "I don't know how to make you believe me, but I can use my Magyck."
He laid out his blanket, going silent again.
"Yes, I do!" she said with a huff. "Ben taught me to use my Magyck. I have control over it."
"Nothing," he replied quickly, moving to set up his stuff. "I'm fine."
"Not when you left," she quipped. "I was alone, then. Now that I can protect myself it's suddenly not okay? But it was when you went to become a...
He went quiet, crossing his arms again nervously.
She looked a little startled. "Wouldn't you rather me learn to better myself? I don't need you to protect me."
He still seemed guilty, his brows furrowed. It wasn't a common look on him. "I'm sorry."
"He was a faerie though," she tried to defend. "He.. He told me to be brave."
"I just haven't.. I don't know. I'm not used to that."
"That's the problem," she said quietly. "You don't believe me. I wish you believed me."
He still looked panicked. "I'm sorry, I just.. I'm not.."
"I want you to understand, Puck.. I know that you think they brainwashed me. I wish you could see everything that happened."
He didn't really hug her back, but at the same time he didn't pull away. He felt conflicted.
She looked sad. "I don't know what to do. I just want it to all work out."
He was reluctant, but let his arms drop to his sides.
She left as well, approaching him hesitantly. "Puck.."
He didn't reply, almost seeming uncertain what to say. He looked away defensively.
