“I don’t get why you still call me a bug, though.” Maxu’s face split, and he chuckled, pinching her chin with his thumb and forefinger. “You will always be buzzing about my head, vahpti, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Do you know what happens to the animals that have lived with vahpti for years when the insects die?” Meg sat up, bringing her face close to his, and gave him a playful smile. “No. What?” “They go mad.” He flashed his white teeth, eyes softening as they lingered on her mouth. “They grow so used to the sound that when it’s gone, the silence is unbearable. That’s how I would
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