[Perhaps not as much as you might think, Annette nearly says before stopping herself. Selfishly, not wanting Solomon to see her any differently when he seems to have such a good opinion of her. Instead, she nods and comes to sit down beside him, smoothing out her skirt as she does.]
Don't you dare get lost on your way there. Otherwise, I might just have some words for you.
[Smashcut to him covered in bruises the next day. You're lucky you're drowning in too many threads for her to pester you about it, sorcerer bastard.]
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Don't you dare get lost on your way there. Otherwise, I might just have some words for you.
[Smashcut to him covered in bruises the next day. You're lucky you're drowning in too many threads for her to pester you about it, sorcerer bastard.]