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He likes to make them laugh. Girls could be complicated and far out of reach, but they could also be silly and simple and not like to make anybody think too hard. ”He’s just tired of me,” Toro laughed with her. Hajduk huffed. Something dark passes over her expression, just briefly, and his stomach tightens as he wonders - just for a moment - if this is going to be hard. But then it’s gone, and she’s laughing again. ”They might all be gold, but I’m sure you’re the brightest among them.” Toro liked the way the sun glimmered across her face, trailing down her spine to her hip; such a coat incited only a poor man’s envy and awe from anyone else. ”Are you the ‘white sheep’ of your family, or is there a matching set?” Toro’s grin faltered; on the edge of his mind the abyss loomed. Hajduk opened one eye to watch him. ”You could call me the white sheep,” he said, pulling his smile back up as she giggled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
”Aren’t you ever worried about getting sunburned?”
”All the time. I live in Solterra, so as you can imagine I spend most of the year under a cloak or looking like a hot pepper…” He trailed off, watching a breeze try to pull her sunlit mane with it. ”If I’m not careful, you might give me just as bad of a burn.”
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O see the pulse of summer in the ice
