[ He gives her another look over. Not because he doesn’t trust her, but rather because he knows how all of them can be. “I’m fine, just a little further” may as well be the class motto for the Blue Lions, after all, but he’s pleased to see that she doesn’t seem to be any worse for wear. Weary, perhaps, but they all are. It’s been a harrowing few days. ]
When you put it like that, how can I refuse?
[ Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he sets his book atop the pile of tomes on his bedside table. ]
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When you put it like that, how can I refuse?
[ Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he sets his book atop the pile of tomes on his bedside table. ]
Where do you want me?