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palm it was not as
easy to focus as it should have been. “A simple magical gesture
is enough to dismiss him, so do as I instruct…”
    With gentle care he guided her through
the motion, the gentle swish of her hand in the air, from left to
right, the light wriggle of two fingers, then curling her hand into a
fist as a strong closure. “Memorize that. Then repeat.”
    She was keen with magic and memorized
it instantly. How else could she have summoned him if she hadn’t
any skill or natural grace with it, after all?
    Yet even though she followed through
with the motion with such diligence and interest, she couldn’t
stop focusing on him. On his touch, on the way he felt against her.
On what he truly was.
    The sparkle in his ruby eyes caught it,
and he smiled. “Try once more,” he said, demonstrating
for her with that fluid grace.
    It was enough, and she got it on that
try. The kaleidoscope of colours that was her fox-familiar, drained
into her palm then vanished into her flesh. Though truthfully,
similar to Varuj, she felt the thing settle against her very soul.
Unlike the dark monster, however, it felt quite… familiar.
Nothing was odd about it at all, it felt as if a piece of herself was
merely returned.
    It took her breath away and she closed
her eyes, letting herself enjoy the sensation. When at last she
managed to open them again, she looked to him.
    “Are you using me?”
    His beautiful face did not falter in
the face of that question, though he retorted. “A curious
question for a woman who unquestionably is using me for her own
ends.” He arched a singular brow – the dark hairs so
perfectly sculpted – as if challenging her to deny it.
    “I’ve never denied that,”
she argued. “But… I’m not a being of…
evil.”
    “And I am?” he responded,
looking slightly insulted, though he brushed it off quickly. “Why
do you presume I am evil, hm? Because I am different? Because I come
from a realm that abides by different rules of order than yours does,
Firia?” The challenge was delivered smoothly, and he crossed
his legs, some of his bare, chocolatey dark thigh showing from
beneath his robes.
    “Because you’re a heathen
and the first thing you did was start looming over me and touching
yourself?” she retorted. “I can feel it.” She
touched her chest, overtop of her heart. “In here. You’re
not like me.”
    “Precisely,” he said, back
arched, shoulders out, that well-shaped chin of his pushed up in the
air. “I was born of another realm. Where the laws of the
universe were different. Do you expect otherwise any more than you
would expect a foreigner to eat the same food as you or dress
likewise?”
    “I pretty much expect all
strangers not to touch themselves in front of me.”
    “Where I come from it’s
simply a display of interest,” he stated, his eyes dipping down
over her form for just a moment. “We don’t hide such
things as your kind do. I ceased as per your wishes, however.”
    “Interest?” She almost
laughed as she thought back to it. “You looked more like you
were just trying to scare me.”
    He sighed a bit. “See how
pleasant you would be if you were ripped between realities from your
home without clothes or items by a powerful summoner. It puts you in
a rather sour mood, and leads to you feeling defensive. I got over
it,” then added, “with you.”
    “You said you were glad to be rid
of that place,” she stated, trying to sound confident but the
blush of her cheeks gave her away. She looked aside, hiding her face
from him as she stared into the forest depths.
    “I am,” he confessed,
“now.” He watched her quietly. “Were it some cruel
summoner who intended to only use, abuse and toss me back when done,
however, I would not have that sentiment. When I realized how pure of
heart you were, however?” He shrugged his shoulders. “I
thought I had found someone who might deal with me. And help me to
stay. As a free man one day.”
    Her gaze fell to the