“Mum has me on photo duty.” She tapped the contraption. Soren groaned. “Sit up and hold still. This thing is finicky.” Lila was peering into the apparatus, adjusting lenses, shifting back and forth. “Soren, don’t you have a spine somewhere? How do you manage to slouch in armour? You’re folded up behind Helena like a wet noodle. Luc, poke him, would you?” Luc reached behind Helena and obliged. “Much better.” Lila grinned, and Luc instantly did, too. “Right. No serious faces, it’s solstice. Be cheery.” They stared at the contraption, and just before the click, Luc’s arm wrapped around Helena’s
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