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… she didn’t like that. But she nodded hesitantly. “Um…okay.”

“Um…” she flushed a little, startled. “To go see my father… is that okay?”

Something was very, very off. Should she ask about it? Or let it be? Or…? She started down the stairs. “…is everything okay?”

“…right.” She buried her hands in her pockets with some difficulty past the bandages, but she managed it. What was she even supposed to be up to today? What was ...

“So, uh…” she coughed awkwardly, starting down the hall.

Ky shut the door behind them, glancing at him again. What did this mean?

Ky smiled a little and stepped towards the door, glancing at Narfi.

“Thank you.” Ky dipped her head and stood up.

“I mean…” Ky rolled her shoulders, assessing. “He didn’t whack me that hard. Like. I’m sure I’ll get a few bruises but I feel okay; he pulled his blows… which ...

Was Sera just going to keep saying that sort of thing until Ky agreed with her? Probably. She sighed and nodded, defeated. “Yeah.”

“Yeah.” She sighed. She wasn’t. Well, she was glad he was eating — but she didn’t like the terms at all. “It’s fine, I guess… maybe I’ll be able to ...

“It’s not like I didn’t have the fat to spare.” She didn’t. “And like…” she huffed. “Whatever. Gaius said he’ll start eating if I eat so I’m gonna, I guess.”

“That’s not the same thing,” she said sourly, looking back at her.

Ky shifted uncomfortably, blushing and glancing away. Narfi probably thought her an idiot. She glanced at him and then away again. “…yeah, I guess.” Whatever. It wasn’t a big deal, ...

“Okay.” She nodded. “…just let me know. I’ll do whatever you say.” Within reason.