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It would be a while before Skyler stirred again. A few days, in fact; Pushing himself as much as he had right after healing his heart, and then losing as much blood as he did, really didn’t do him any good.

But he did wake again. Sore, with a killer headache... But he woke up, letting out a low groan as he came back around. It was quiet. That was the first thing that he noticed was that it was blissfully quiet. No sounds of a battle happening this time. No roars, or shouts, or the angry shrieks of a vengeful goddess.

A hand reached up, rubbing at his head as he started to glance around. Was Egril alright? Riley and Kasey? Gil? He lowered his hand, freezing and slowly blinking when it came into his view.

He didn’t move for a few moments; The knight remained slouched against the wall, eyes having to take a moment to readjust. Kept in the dark, down in the depths... She wasn’t wrong. Eddie missed the sunlight. Among many other things.

At this point, the only thing that really kept him going, kept him against her, was spite. Spite, and his pride as a knight.

It was the main reason why, when he finally lifted his head to look at her, he still held it high. “They do say absence makes the heart grow fonder.” The words were spoken with a haughty, bitter smirk, having no issue in meeting the queen’s eyes. “Shame the same can’t be said for you, Pale Queen.”

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He knew he should be listening to his dads. To his grandfather, too. Joss was going to be a lot safer for him, so long as that toad of a god is out on the loose. But, at the same time, Sadie could barely stand it. He didn’t like being grounded in one place. And while he may have access to an entire world, it still felt oddly stifling.

Which was precisely why the youngest Burgess was sneaking back to Earth, after getting invited to go hang out with some of his friends. Just a night doing karaoke or something; He wasn’t completely sure. Jared seemed awfully distant and vague over the texts, Sadie only managing to get him to actively agree on a place to meet. One of their old hang out places, down by the docks, specifically.

Maybe they’d actually do some proper outing planning in person.

I feel like he’s about to knock something off the table