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‘I’ll live,' she huffed back at him, and he felt the twitch of a true smile try to pull at the corner of his lips, a surge of something flooding him—gratitude, he surmised. “Music to my ears,” he rumbled in return. Of course, for all he knew, she had called him ‘dumb shit’ in there somewhere—but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

With one last scan over her, Akavir realized his hovering was bordering on awkward, and so with a dip of his muzzle in quiet goodbye, the man began to pace away, intent on continuing the check list of things to do—he would need to go to Kvarsheim, first.