"I'm not doing that, Lark," he sings out. "You asked and got an answer. They can also use their fucking words like big kids and there won't be as much speculation. Now get out of Zero, please!"
He glances at Lark. Then, silently, as if in agreement, he takes the front-facing curtains up underneath his cloak to hide. Because fuck you, Pagan, don't talk to Lark like that when he's making a point Trevor agrees with.
"All right, we're leaving!" he yells back during his covert move. The rest of the curtains can be left in a pile. "Christ, can't even make a quick trip to the dungeons without getting scolded."
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He opens his book to read it again.
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"All right, we're leaving!" he yells back during his covert move. The rest of the curtains can be left in a pile. "Christ, can't even make a quick trip to the dungeons without getting scolded."
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"Good night, Pagan."
And to Trevor: "Come back to 101 with me and I'll tell you the rest of what I know."
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"Sure."