Aaran returned carrying some more targets,"I'm back!" He announced cheerfully,"Miss me?" He set up the targets again then rejoined Enoch,"Here. Let me." He waved his hand and the icey wood chips all gathered into a neat pile. "Where do you want these?"
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Taylor's fit gradually stopped. "Being a lioness has nothin' to do with it." She raised her guard again,"You have no idea how this guy gets to my head."
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Kristen glanced from Orson to the shifters in shock,"We shouldn't leave them like this. It doesn't feel right." but she glumly took his hand and started leading him towards his cell.
Enoch chuckled softly at Aaran's good mood. "You'll have to tell me your secret to doing that. I'm still a little bit mad. But you weren't gone long enough for me to truly miss you" He admitted feel a bit of levity. He watched Aaran's simple gesture and how the wood chips followed. "Aaran, direct then at a target. I want to see what happens." He said with enthusiasm.
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Nashton frowned at Taylor. "What did he do to you?" He asked quietly. But he was growing furious at this Markus.
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Orson shook his head. "If you wish to help the others, go. They'll need all the help they can get. I can spell the door to keep myself safe. No need for you to babysit me. Just promise you'll be careful. " He said with conviction.