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Ky nodded. He'd actually given opinions on her trainer, maybe he'd actually be helpful if she asked -- "What do you think I'd be good at?" Can't remember if I ...

ACK sorry! Thank you for the nudge~ Ky looked helplessly back at Pratik, wondering if he was any saner, or if she was going to have to be with three ...

Ky laughed, but then it ended a bit weak, the smile fading. Yes. Yes she was. A convincing liar. The monster Aleth had turned her into.

“Oh, I fully just made that up,” Ky said. “More of a politician than a scientist,” she laughed. “Just gotta be confident and people believe whatever you say.”

Ky laughed a little at that. “I could never.”

“Mmm…” Ky squinted slightly, coming up with an entirely unscientific explanation on the spot. “Mushrooms have to grow in the dark so they have sun chemicals inside them already. Science.”

Ky smiled a little, ever so slightly distracted from her distress by how endearing Emery was. “Mushrooms are gross. They taste like dirt smells.”

Ky wrinkled her nose.

Ky glanced at him, suddenly remembering her previous plan that she’d made back on that morning in the infirmary at Caracal. The glass weed. Or something else. Maybe if she ...

Ky nodded. She wasn’t going to have the energy for any of those things. She was like a plant that needed the sun to charge her up — without it ...

“Thank you,” she murmured, trying to act like she believed him. But she didn’t. Well, she believed they’d try. But she didn’t believe that it would be okay. Because it ...

Ky whimpered. She hated this so much.

She was, again, not sure if it made her feel better or worse for him to admit that she was getting babysat. “I mean, I’d like that,” Ky said quietly, ...

Even Tristan found this place oppressive. She wasn’t sure if that made her feel better or worse. “He won’t,” she said quietly.