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He crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. "Why me?"
"Fae are nocturnal?" she asked curiously, tipping her head to try and look up at him. "I didn't know that."
"I think it's you," he said honestly, but not unkindly.
She relaxed, her hand still on the crook of his arm. "A bit, but I couldn't sleep. What about you?"
He frowned. "It's both," he said flatly, shaking his head. He opened his mouth to speak but was called by someone else, and went to serve them.
She didn't seem to notice. "Yeah, I'm alright."
He raised an eyebrow at her, then looked at Zerras, who looked away quickly. He squinted. "It is."
She frowned a little, resting her head on his shoulder.
He frowned, taking the kroele. He looked back up at her suspiciously. "..Yes. You aren't from around here?"
"Yeah," she said, looking up at him. "He's my best friend.."
He looked thoughtful as he considered the currency. "Two kroele."
She rested her hands on her knees, going quiet again.
He didn't say anything, only looking around. He kept close to her. Eventually the bartender came back and he set down a milkshake with a light...
She laughed a little, as if it were obvious. "Yeah, Ben."
The man had already gone off to make the milkshake. Zerras shook his head, looking around with a deep frown. "No, Juniper. We didn't come here...
She leaned back with a small sigh. "I'll miss you, though."
The bartender was a rather dashing tiefling, his skin a soft lavender and hair almost white-ish. He raised an eyebrow at her before nodding...
"I'm not, really.. I can still go home eventually."
"June, wait-" he said, trying to quickly slip past people to catch her.
She looked up at him with furrowed brows. "But you look sad."
