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calm manner, Emily stopped quivering and looked over her shoulder down at the ground where the grass wavered in the wind. “Is this what it feels like to look down from heaven?”
    “Nothing like this. On most days, all we can see are clouds.”
    “Oh.” She bit her lip then studied me with a worried look. “Are you all right? You look tired.”
    "Just a little. It's hard to hang onto you."
    Emily's cheeks turned red, and she wrapped her arms around me and pressed her body against mine, making it easier to hold her. “Don’t get any ideas!”
    “Huh?”
    Emily cleared her throat and kept her gaze on the ground. “I-I just need you to be ready when I kill the dragon. This doesn’t mean anything.”
    Oh, I am sure her blushing means something quite naughty,  the Codex said.
    I shook my head and drove the book out of my mind to follow up on Emily’s words. “Killing a dragon isn’t the answer.”
    “It is if you don’t have any other choice.”
    I grimaced and whispered, “Then you are not looking hard enough.”
    She didn’t respond, and silence descended on us with only the sound of our breathing keeping us company until she asked, “So, what did you do in heaven?”
    “Clean and dust books.”
    Emily smirked. "Then why did you come down here? Was it because you did something bad?"
    I winced. “Of… of course not. I am a loyal servant of Lord Halfaya.”
    Her smile widened. “Did mighty Lord Halfaya kick you out of Heaven?”
    “No… No?”
    “Liar,” she mumbled. “But you don’t have to tell me if you don’t—"
    It was too late. I remembered. Channeling magic into my wings, I flapped them faster, trying to blow away the shameful memories of the fire that had engulfed the Great Library. With my efforts, the gentle breeze turned into a violent gale that whipped away at our hair.
    Emily shrieked like a banshee, her screams occasionally breaking through the wind.
    Eventually, by the time the painful memories subsided, she quieted and I spotted a massive dirt hill below us. Delighted at my success, I congratulated myself on shortening what would have been a long and grueling journey and slowed my wings. Descending carefully, I settled down on the grassy field that surrounded the mound.
    Emily, with her face a little blue, tugged on my arm. “Let… me… go.”
    I relaxed my hold on her, and she dropped like a stack of books onto the ground, crushing the grass with her weight.
    She covered her mouth and stumbled a few steps forward. Then she bent over and spurted out a colorful stew-like substance onto the grass, nourishing the land.
    Once the stream of fluids ended, Emily wiped her mouth and wobbled onto her feet to face me. She gritted her teeth and kicked at the shin guard of my armor.
    Her boot struck with a dull thud.
    Yelping, Emily clutched her wounded toe and hobbled backwards. She bit her lip and glared at me. She pointed her staff towards me and took a step back, ready to cast a spell, only to slip on the pool of sludge she had left on the ground.
    Emily’s head splashed into the puddle, sending pieces of half-digested food flying in every direction with some of the gooey chunks lodging themselves in her hair.
    Panic flashed on her face, and Emily sat up on the grass. She raised her hand and touched her dirty cheek then pulled off a sticky piece of bread and stared at it. Her cheeks turned scarlet, and her eyes shone brightly.
    I inched back, fearing that she would kick me again.
    Instead, she dropped her staff, covered her face, and sobbed. “G-go away.”
    Stunned and not knowing what to do next, I searched through the Codex.  What should I do?
    Uhh.. umm… I don’t know. Try comforting her?
    Closing the holy text, I knelt next to the blubbering human. I reached out and picked off the pieces of the food that clung to her hair. “It’s only food,” I whispered, trying to reassure her, but Emily continued to cry. "Delicious food? Amazing food?"
    She kept crying.
    With none of my