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She pulled away a little, sitting up. "They didn't do anything to me, Puck. I'm serious."
He shook his head with a frown. "No, I didn't."
She frowned, looking over at him. "What? They're getting less Magyck than us. Like 25% less."
He was looking around as well, his brows furrowed.
"He's mean," she said. "He isn't a good person. All he wants to do is funnel the Magyck to nobility."
Similar to before, it didn't seem like there was anything related to the hearthstone.
She frowned a little bit, looking up at him. "It wasn't that bad, aside from the fact that I couldn't leave.."
He nodded slightly as they entered the shop. "That works." It was considerably more organized than the first shop, and had a desert-y theme. The...
"I'm okay," she said, heading into the room and crawling onto the bed.
"What about the people who sell them hearthstones?" he asked. "They only come out later."
"I trust you," he said. "Just not these people."
She noticed his flush and quickly went to the door. "There can be two separate sides. It's a big bed."
"No," he said quickly. "We can find it on our own."
She brightened a little, but her head tilted. "The bed is big. We could each have our own side."
"I'm just looking for the next one. I don't know when the merchants open up."
"Do I have to sleep here?" she asked hesitantly, looking up at him. "I can't go with you?"
His frown deepened. "I'm not hungry."
She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "I'm alright.."
"That's not fair. Make it be the other way around."
She seemed reluctant to let him go, but eventually pulled away. "Okay."
