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Jori
Royce offered Firian a leg up to see into the Main from the candle opening. He didn’t take it. Tanyu, or at least that Tanyu, didn’t need it.
“I could have done it,” Jori repeated.
Royce just scowled at him, one finger to his lips. He hadn’t forgiven Jori for bolting and jeopardizing their lives. Jori hadn’t forgiven himself either, but Royce didn’t need to keep reminding him with rueful looks.
Without a sound, Firian perched on the ledge and looked out. When he stopped moving, Jori’s eyes couldn’t track him anymore. His black outfit blended into the nighttime shadows above, despite the faint light coming in from the gap overlooking the Main. Impressive. Jori hated that he was impressed. But… damn.
Firian dropped back to the ground as gracefully as a cat. “You said it was ful
