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Vai had to hold in her laughter at his petulance, knowing him too well and for too long not to find it endearing. ”Then I suppose tomorrow we’ll have to dig you a pool and fill it with fresh water. Wouldn’t want to make your hair unsoft,” she said, slumping down onto the sofa as he finally moved for her, all but expecting him to end up where he inevitably did. Relaxing into the cushions, her fingers moved to tease out any tangles in his curls, and she sighed as he spoke.
”Wouldn’t your wedding ring tell you?” she asked, glancing down at his hand where the ring should hopefully be delivering Ronin’s steady heartbeat. ”He’ll come back to you, Remi. He’s survived enough, and this many LongNights so far. He’ll come home.”
”Wouldn’t your wedding ring tell you?” she asked, glancing down at his hand where the ring should hopefully be delivering Ronin’s steady heartbeat. ”He’ll come back to you, Remi. He’s survived enough, and this many LongNights so far. He’ll come home.”
you can't take the gypsy out of that girl
