“Leg hurts from walkin’ around, just wanted to take a break. These are really pretty, thank you.” Eridanys didn’t turn away to continue searching that time, though. He gazed down at Alba with the slightest wrinkle in his nose. “Even with your walking stick?” He asked. Alba drew a circle in the sand with the end of his cane. “It’s not magic. Someone did a real number on me last night, anyway.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” Eridanys snapped, before pressing his lips together and exhaling through his nose. Calming himself back down. “That your leg hurt.” “Thought it didn’t really matt—” “How long
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