She looked up at him, slowly realizing worrying wasn't going to help. She then raised her fists. It would be threatening if she were any sort of imposing. "Cause I'm gonna beat up that one guy."
He paused, looking surprised for a moment before laughing, catching her fists in his hands and slowly lowering them. "Let's not depend on that."
"No, princess," he said flatly. "If you see those guys again, you need to hide, okay? You can't run away because of this excellent spell you've put on us, so you need to hide. It's important."
He squinted at her, raising one eyebrow. "I'm not a victim," he replied indignantly. "I made a few bad deals and now I have to pay the price. It very much is my fault."
"Yeah, but you're here because of me. I don't like it, to tell you the truth. It's all just.. crazy."
He looked a little confused as they approached the pier. "Well, I'm sorry to have inconvenienced you."
He sighed, his shoulders slumping a little. “Well, if you want to just live your entire life with me, then we’d fix this little problem.
He sighed good-naturedly as they approached the pier. A small farmer’s market had opened since the previous night, cooking breakfast and selling various goods.
