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{🎶} “Well, that’s perplexing. I can’t figure out what I’d like to make the subject of my next painting... I wouldn’t mind any suggestions, if you have one.”

“It is something I want to do, Lord Kcalb. You’re the Devil, and I don’t treat Lord Etihw any different.” They simply are beings to respect. Left unspoken was the fact that Yosafire did not care about any of that stuff at all, but she wasn’t here in the first place.

“My name’s Victor. Can I buy you a drink?”

Taking off again to search for them, it was not an easy errand. But in the end, he caught up to some information that lead him where they might be. “Hm?” Lowell spotted what it seems a fight, unfair one. Two vs a dozen. He did not know which is just but looking at how cowardly the twelve were to the pair, he had to side with the two. A silver-haired and green haired couple. “Hey!” twirling his lance, he knocked one of the ruffians and divided their formation. “Sorry, but I have to cut in here. That’s unfair, don’t you think?” He grinned at the ruffians at his sides, who were not happy of his intrusion. 

“Eden, you haven’t seemed like yourself these past couple days. Is something on your mind?” Was she maybe thinking about her brother?

“I can take the damage. But you’re the healer, so you’re the more important one here. If you fall, then it wouldn’t be long before I’m finished too.” He held a hand over Allen’s wound, muttering a basic healing spell. As diverse as Zephyr was, he was still far from learning advanced healing spells. “So you need to make sure to take care of yourself before me.”

[Well, that’s true... he’d definitely be too stubborn to start a smooch... Allen please help.]

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