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There is an abandoned plate of cookies sitting on the table.

Next to it, are a pair of sunglasses that may look vaguely familiar.

Curled up on the booth seat, half-but-not-quite-asleep is Jack of the Frost. His eyes are open, half-lidded, and contemplative.

And he wants to talk to someone. Anyone. You? Come by! He needs help some conversation.

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"A wonderful idea." Thea stated drily.

"It might work, were she not already."

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"And he?"

He smiles, and leans forwards.

"Is he handsome? Dashing? Does he kiss as nicely as my Mercutio?"

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"He is..." Dark stopped to consider this, it was quite possible it had never crossed her mind. Thea would have given the answer instantly.

"Not hideous. I have never kissed him and I cannot access that portion of her mind."

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"Ask her to share it and promise not to sleep around if she lets you?"


He frowns.

"If you have to she can come dancing with us."

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"There is no need. He will be back." A villainous smile spread across her face.

"Then I will find out for myself. With or without her permission."

Thea shook her head angrily.

"I will not have her with us then."

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"Very well."

He offers her his hand, palm up.

"But be careful."

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"Careful of what? Are you worried for me, little Snowdrop?" All of the weakness of that other day was disguised. She laughed bravely in his face and showed no sign of it.

Yet her hand is placed carefully in his, with great tenderness.

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His fingers are warmer than they should be.

"I think it is easier to worry for you than for me."

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"You are in more danger than I." She reminded, her voice verging on biting.

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"Verily so."

He stands.

"But there is nothing to be done. I will go to be outside."

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"Fight back." The last comment came, not from the spirit, but from the witch, the girl.

"Don't let him hurt you anymore."

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"I think it is both?"

He grins.

And is gone.