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"Argent..." Caithe began softly, she was overwhelmed and decided to crouch down beside him so that they were eye level, "Don't you get it? We're friends. Friends do stupid stuff for each other, like travel around the universe with their life in constant danger to try and decode a book that could either further destroy or possibly save everything. Because they care," she laughed, her eyes gentle, "I care about you. I would've thought you'd have figured that out during these past six months. You don't need to be in the service of anyone anymore, you can do what you want...although, why you decide to follow the girl with a death wish in the form of an evil book is beyond me. But I'm grateful."

She smiled, before adding gingerly, "Just...uh, just don't grab me by my neck again...that kinda hurt," Caithe stood, grabbing his arm and pulling him to stand with her as she muttered, "Now, where is Enigma? I think him and I need to have a talk."

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The Wordsmith grabbed his hand gently and shook, "Ah, right, I'll have a talk to Platybus...I'll also pay a visit to my dear friend Shalvoh, we'll see what he has to say."