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Noiryn was standing in the centre of the kitchen wrapped in a big fluffy towel I recognised from my bathroom upstairs. She looked radiant. Her third eye was open, and it stayed trained on Benyst who was laughing around a mouthful of Royal's cooking. Royal had his back to me as he stood over the stove, his shoulders shaking with mirth. Spin was sitting on the large island in the middle of the room, picking at a plate of food and laughing. Even Sid chuckled from his chair a the eat-in table.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Noiryn was just telling us about some humans," Spin answered.
"Humans? Do tell." I sat down at the island and Royal had a plate of food in front of me before I could ask.
"Oh, I was just telling them about the time I saw a group of humans line up to jump one
