Stavanger Bay i don't wanna be you

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almost as quickly as they had begun, dalia ended their flight, and velen pulled up to glower at her teasingly. "no fair if you give up!" he exclaimed, nudging her playfully. he was, however, immediately reminded by how very oddly she glowed by the scent that suddenly wreathed into his nostrils again, and blinked.
"so uh, how have you been?" right. yes. small talk. he was excellent at shooting the shit about absolutely nothing. remembering what he had ford had talked about, velen waited for dalia to respond, settling loosely on his haunches and wondering if he should share with her or wait.