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Maybe it’s the crummy meal you whipped up. Maybe it’s the persistent ache in your swollen jaw. Maybe it’s whatever freaky critter is making that unnerving buzzing sound just off the path… or maybe it’s what happened before you went out like a light last night. Whatever the reason, you decide to just take a little time for yourself as you and the gals trek down the mountain towards Rezzie’s Dam and, by association, the river that’ll lead you straight to your destination!
If anyone notices anything awry, they don’t show it–TT is busy playing a lively tune on her Striilii, but not too loud as to stifle the sounds of nature around you… more of an accompaniment, really! Rezzie, surprisingly, is the one leading the charge socially!
“Volka. Which do you prefer: spicy or sweet?”
“Whuh?” She replies, roused from her own thoughts, “Oh uh… s-spicy, but I like sweet too…”
“<span class="mu-i">Correct.</span>” The devil nods in approval, “When the time comes I shall allow you to offer up some of these ‘<span class="mu-i">Sweet Things</span>’ to me…”
Catching your gaze, Volka offers you a warm, if not somewhat frazzled, smile. You’d like to believe she knows her hasty ploy of knocking your ass out didn’t work, but… well, you know better. You’re still a little shellshocked by what happened last night–not that it was unwelcome, of course, but because it was a little unexpected!
Stealing a glance at Tzah-Tzie, you can’t help but wonder if she knows. She doesn’t seem the type to let things fester, especially when they could be resolved by a dramatic ‘<span class="mu-i">j’accuse!</span>’ moment, but there’s a lot you don’t know about your favorite fuzzball… and a lot she doesn’t know about you, apparently.
Stumbling over a patch of particularly-thick snow, you weigh what little options you have: you… you really should tell TT, that much is certain. You’d want her to do the same if, say, that damn Templar <span class="mu-r">HUNK</span> stole a smooch from her! Not to mention you spent the other day preaching to her about being more honest, so…
So why does it feel so awkward? Why can’t you just spill the beans!? It was a mistake, right? Volka’s emotions overwhelming her? The girl was sad–hell, she still probably is! It’s not like you forced yourself onto <span class="mu-i">her</span>, right?
Was your life always this complicated? You’re not sure it was…
“Ant!”
Your shouted name nearly makes you leap out of your robe! Y-yea, f-fuzzball?
“You uh…” Mutters Tzah-Tzie as she eyes you warily, “You’re going the wrong way.”
It takes you a moment to register, but she’s right–in mere moments of quiet contemplation you nearly wandered away from the group, much to Rezalith’s amusement!
“Why’d you have to tell him?” She groans! “Spoilsport…”
>CONTD.
