56: Interactions
“I can’t! I can’t do it anymore,” Aeowyn exclaims, only half-joking. “Alastair, you’re absolutely impossible.” “You’re just mad because I’m right,” Alastair gloats. “In one very specific and highly improbably hypothetical situation,” Kyrie amends, sending an apologetic glance towards Aeowyn. “Trade positions with me, Kyrie? You should be towards the middle of the group, anyway. Wouldn’t do for our healer to be caught in an ambush,” Aeowyn offers. “I’ll take rear guard with Saoirse. There’s different plants in this area than there were near the palace. I’m sure she’d be very interested—” “You just want to get away from Alastair,” Kyrie laughs, “but yes, we can trade places. I don’t mind.” “Thank you!” Aeowyn flies speedily away to join Saoirse at the back of the group, shooting Alastai
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