[ owain isn't going to move just yet. he's gonna cuddle this tiny wyvern, but when gerome re-enters he's going to speak up to him ] You know, it's still strange for her to be this small.
[ cuddle away. she's probably doing the wyvern equivalent of a purr. ] It is. There are days I catch her from the corner of my eye and expect her to be her normal size. It only takes a moment more before I realize my eyes are playing tricks on me, but that moment can be... difficult.
No. They we're grasping at nothing, desperate to cast blame in any direction they could. There was as little reason to choose you as many others on that list. And that's the worst part of it all.
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But here... there was nothing I could do.
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