"Oh, sure. Of course. No problem; I'd like that. " I realized I was babbling, but there didn't seem to be anything I could do about it. I hoped it would eventually stop. Kinda like how you can't have diarrhea forever--it eventually has to stop. "Good. " She smiled at my four friends. "I need to borrow Groger, but I will return her soon. " The four of them gave her hero-worshiping grins and quick assurances that they were cool with whatever. I know it's ridiculous, but their easy release of me made me feel abandoned and insecure. But that's stupid. Beamer is my mentor, and High Priestess of Beast. She's one of the good guys. So why was my stomach clenching as I followed her out of the dining hall? I glanced over my shoulder at my group. They were already talking away. Damien was holding up
