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The thought that I made you blush

He was mending something, a torn sleeve on a jacket, and the lights hung over the table bluish white, brighter than candles. Meier practiced little things all the time, just to make certain it was real. Alex watched him from the corner of his eye.

"What makes you smile like that?" Meier asked, not even bothering to raise his eyes. He was trying to read a scroll held down with an inkwell and a belt while his hands moved almost of their own volition. Over and under, thread and needle, something he could have easily done with a spell but simpler to let old habits take their place.

"The thought that I made you blush," Alex replied, nearly laughing. He laid his pistol carefully away and allowed himself a grin even as Meier flushed again. An indignant retort held itself still on his lips, and instead he attempted to force the blood onwards through his veins and back into his heart.

"You'll grow up sooner or later," Alex continued.
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