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(Yeh)
He took the straw but didn't drink. "How?"
"You don't know if I'm hungry or not," he muttered.
She slowly began to drift off as well, going silent.
"Hey, don't say my name too loud," he warned. "I banished a lot of people in my time. Why do I have to drink it?"
She huffed. "Maybe that's it."
He shook his head stubbornly. "I will not."
She closed her eyes. "Hm.. No way. I'm not that magic."
"You don't count as a criminal," he said indignantly. "I don't count that."
She sighed slowly. "Well you couldn't sleep before.."
He looked down at her with a frown. "How so?"
This seemed to satisfy her. "Good."
He frowned, crossing his arms. Clearly her reaction didn't amuse him and he looked around in mild annoyance. "I told you about the kind of...
"Still," she told him. "I think that option should be kept open."
He crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'm fine. Don't be so trusting of these people."
She frowned, her tone hesitant. "Maybe you could come to the elven kingdom."
"Saimore in general," he said. "Why you had a vision of this place."
She hesitated, folding her hands. "What are you going to do after the treaty?"
He shook his head with a small frown. "It's your milkshake. We need to find out what's so special about this place."
"Huh," she murmured, returning to her place. "I didn't know that."
