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Nithel started when Alessio backed into him, causing Alessio to start too!

And then someone howls with terror, and boy grasps at the short, thin sword-hilt at his side (As if he’d ever been in a real fight at this point! Of course, he had – in the future – but that…that was just weird and hurt his brain!) It’s just the spider, but Ohel was freaking out, sending it soaring through the air.

“Stop, you’re scaring it-whoa!” Alessio warbled, tumbling sideways as Ohel shoved him aside. “It just wants to be friends! Sage says it’s not poisonous!!”

“Stand up! Get up, you baffoon. It might get me!” Ohel yelled at Nithel. Alessio’s eyes widened in indignation (even though he…didn’t know what a baffoon was…).

“MOVE.”

“Get off of him right now,” Alessio threatened, drawing himself to his full…four foot height? “and apologize to Nithel. Now.”

His childish voice – though projected with all the gusto of a young prince trained in oratory – didn’t sound all that intimidating…

 

 

Nathair sulked in his corner, staring at his toes. That is until he heard her small wobbling voice above him.

“But…I thought you said…you didn’t like your name?” Leana whispered.

Something cracked inside him. Kind people…didn’t…save…him. He hated feeling so helpless them. He hated-he hated them! They weren’t broken-they weren’t broken like him, they…somehow remained kind people. And he wasn’t.

His face was wet, and his eyes were red but he didn’t know how that had happened he wanted to kill that emotion. It hurt it hurt it hurt and he couldn’t stop. No no he was crazy and so much too far gone. Why are you doing this to me!? Why were some people so bent on making him feel again?

It was so much easier to stay angry than to admit that it hurt. And he was helpless.

 

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