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Well, I will share if you find yourself hungry, Ariadne said. I do not think I can finish this all by myself. It is too much food! This wasn't a complaint; an overabundance of food was never bad, especially in wintertime. Hoping to tempt him, she slid the plate closer, hoping he'd take the bait and share it.

He had an undeniable heaviness and spoke on the thoughts that plagued his mind. She quickly frowned and shook her head, wishing to stop his thought. I am going nowhere, pikpaksiruk, she said; had she not made that obvious a few days ago? I do not care about any of that. What I do care about is you—you make me happy, and I want to be with you, she studied his face, searching and hating the profound sadness she saw. Still, She couldn't help but wonder, Did the conversation change things for you? she asked, her voice suddenly quiet. Are ... you no longer interested in me?