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“Dismay, hmm?” Remi asked and she flashed him a rogue grin before laughing. Yet he began to read her words, displayed on the paper before turning to reach for her hand. She allowed it, her own soft pale fingers grazing against his rough hewn hands of an alchemist – her gaze drifting from their hands to his face – for a moment, remembering the strong protective grip of his hands on her hips while she attempted to fumble with a shirt, all for a god that had done so much to the two of them. She listened, as intently as she could, nodding and agreeing to the decision. That was a far easier option, and one she’d likely do her best to accomplish. Of course, success depended on how much Loren wanted to be found. She’d give it a shot, though. It was the least she could do for everything. Her head bobbed again in agreement to the idea, a small smile tilting up the corner of her lips. His agreement to her own written words, and the sudden appearance of a pad of parchment with a quill and ink, easily bound and small enough to be carried. Her eyes widened and her grin formed wider as she took the bundle, tucking it under an arm and reaching to embrace him thankfully. “You really are the best.” She hummed to him in her sultry voice, pulling back and grinning. RexannA GOLDEN CHILD — LION GIRL tell me what it's like to conquer

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