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Belatedly, Wildfire realized she shouldn't have used her pet name for the commander. But Gavriel didn't seem to mind the slip; he didn't mention it, anyhow. He did sigh heavily, though he regarded her good-naturedly and agreed to go, on the condition that they not be subjected to another natural disaster. Wildfire's lips parted and she laughed right along with him.

"Man, if anything like that ever happens again, I'll swear off scouting for good," she quipped before adding, "We don't have to go right away. Take some time off to rest and catch up and all that." Wildfire flicked her muzzle toward him, almost like a fussing mother hen, a gentle smirk curving her lips. She was definitely fond of him. "In fact, you should have a sit and tell me about your trip!" she invited, taking a seat herself.