Chapter 27
Twenty-Seven Some time later, Bandit begins squirming in my pocket. I straighten my legs so he can climb out. In his blue hamster form, he sniffs around on the floor, scurrying further away from me as he explores his strange new surroundings. I have to remind myself—when I start worrying that he might end up lost—that he’s successfully followed me across the fae realm numerous times, usually without my knowledge. I don’t think I need to be concerned about him. As I lift my arm to check the ruby, Dash moves and opens his eyes. He holds onto the bars and manages to pull himself up until he’s leaning sideways against them. “Hey,” I say to him. “I thought maybe you were sleeping.” I shift around until I’m also leaning my shoulder against the bars. He shakes his head. “Can’t. I sort of doze,
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