Wolfram let out a low chuckle, not releasing his grip on her arm."You must admit I have been considerably nicer to you then most people I have met in the past 48 hours, no? And no, I do not have the wrong girl. You are a fiery tempered, brave, hot-headed, but smart I suppose, teenage girl named Bleddyn, correct? Or has my skull been smashed into the wall one to many times today?"
I can't decide if I miss these times or not."Alright, superiorly friendly being, you want me to prove my intelligence and shoot out that door, never to return?" Bleddyn offered dryly, increasingly irked by every attribute he gave her name. Nope, I can't just take the flipping compliment, sorry. "Under the advisory of my intellect, I could smack you a few times on the way out, as well. An exclusive courtesy of my commendable ingenuity, of course."

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