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[Enter Firo, looking alarmed and unhappy. He's wearing a formal bronze tunic and black silk breeches, a sleeveless black overrobe embroidered in gold. Bracelets with what looks like a royal crest stamped across them are clasped tightly around his wrists.]

The hell is going on. Angie? Angie! [He takes a few steps, turns and paces the other direction.] Dammit. Angie, where are you?!

[[And here's where Firo's half of the experiment starts]]

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At least you sound more honest than what I'm used to hearing. [ She looks down at the stars beneath her. ]

Growing up in Altena, being in the castle? [ She looks at him, there's a bit of sadness to her smile. ] While my mother was...

[Stands up so he can put his arms around her gently, though there's a background twitch of knowledge that he'd best not do this in the palace where anyone can see.] Yes.

Do you remember the others? Hawk, or Riesz, or Duran? [ She leans against him. ]

Yes. And Carlie. And... I remember everything. Traveling with you, saving Altena... [He shakes his head]

Just as detailed as my turn was. [ She snuggles a little closer. ] Don't worry. It won't last very long.

[He rests his face against her hair, ignoring the little voice that says it's ungentlemanly] I'm not worried. Not really. Who knows, it could very well be entertaining.

Entertaining, hmm... [ She smiles a little. ] Maybe. But we'll have to keep our hands to ourselves when we're back there. I'm sure you don't need Mother putting pressure on you on top of everything else.

[wince] I would prefer to avoid that unpleasantry, yes.

[ And she's giggling again. Dammit, Firo, why must you sound so cute? ]

[Fffff] I'm glad you're amused by all this.

Well, think about how you felt when I started talking like a girl from your world.

[That does get a smile from him. And then a frown] Oh. I had meant to ask...

Hmm?

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