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sobeille was at a crossroads. if she took the male up on his offer, she’d likely die; and if she refused, she might rouse suspicion.

did he know, and that was why he’d offered to split it? sobeille studied him out of the corner of her eye with newfound misgiving.

dere be only enough for a lil snack. is okay — i already ate. sobeille answered after a pause, thinking herself rather clever for such a solution. she parsed from the contents two shriveled petals, which she patted solemnly into the snow. my maman will probably wonder where i am soon - i don’ t’ink she wants visitors. it was spoken softly, as if a reluctant observation — but sobeille had no intention of returning home. t’anks for ‘elpin’ me. she bent to pick up the peltskin, hoping she might see him eat the petals, but recognizing a failed mark was possible. if that was the case, it was best to get out of dodge soon.