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Kayla stayed there, watching him and thinking of their past- especially when he taught her to hunt and survive together. |
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Gale went and tipped off a flask, adding it to the pile as he went to grab something to eat. |
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Kayla stood, following him and taking is hand. "Am I...yours?" She asked softly, curiously, as they walked |
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"I don't think I own you, just think the only way i'd call you that is because I protect you." |
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"Yeah, I owe you for a lot of things anyways. But then again, you're different, that's why I do that." |
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"You don't owe me anything..." She said, not looking at him and keeping her eyes down out of habit |
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"Ways that if I explain we'd be here for days." He explained, heading into the main tavern. |
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Afternoon Storms, then Clearing
