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They were even now and the fact that Val had not taken offense added another nice bright green tick-mark in the list of things Dwin liked about him. When on her own again later she would contemplate, how much of the enjoyment she had had in the fellow's company had been, because she had been a bit desperate for socialization and company, and how much was it because she had met a kindred spirit somewhere out in the wilds. After having more encounters with different people later, she would learn that a genuine connection between two people was a very rare thing and that chance and luck had both been at works, when she had encountered him. 

"I will give you no such promises," she interjected with a sly grin, but did lean slightly forward to hear all he had to tell about loa he had met in is life. "Why don't you just ask those yellow eyes?" she wondered, as if talking to dreams was the most normal thing in the world. "If it does not answer, then it really does not matter, whether it is good or bad - it is a creep. And a rude one too. Staring at people for extended periods of time is very impolite," she added. The next story about the vanishing lady was even less convincing and after Val had finished sharing it, she looked at him expectantly, waiting to add the exciting part. This did not come.

"Maybe it is not so much to do with loa, but rather some unresolved issues in your past? I dream often of going in the lake and fishing out the missing piece of my monster skeleton and it is only because every time I look at it in real life, I am reminded that something is missing and that I lost it there," she shrugged. "Maybe you have also lost something in the water, bush, brambles and the darkness? You would not be the first one."