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she was still sitting there when tristran came back through the gap in the wall, several hours later. he looked distracted, but brightened up when he saw her. "hello, you," he said, helping her to her feet. "have a good time waiting for me?"
"not particularly," she said.
"im sorry," said tristran. "i suppose i should have taken you with me, into the village."
"no," said the star, "you shouldnt have. i live as long as i am in faerie. were i to travel to your world, i would be nothing but a cold iron stone fallen from the heavens, pitted and pocked."
"but i almost took you through with me!" said tristran, aghast. "i tried to last night."
"yes," she said. "which only goes to prove that you are indeed a ninny, a lackwit, and a . . . a clodpoll."
"dunderhead," offered tristran. "you always used to like calling me a dunderhead. and an oaf."
"well," she said, "you are all those things, and more besides. why did you keep me waiting like that? i thought something terrible had happened to you."
"im sorry," he told her. "i wont leave you again."
"no," she said, seriously and with certainty, "you will not."
"not particularly," she said.
"im sorry," said tristran. "i suppose i should have taken you with me, into the village."
"no," said the star, "you shouldnt have. i live as long as i am in faerie. were i to travel to your world, i would be nothing but a cold iron stone fallen from the heavens, pitted and pocked."
"but i almost took you through with me!" said tristran, aghast. "i tried to last night."
"yes," she said. "which only goes to prove that you are indeed a ninny, a lackwit, and a . . . a clodpoll."
"dunderhead," offered tristran. "you always used to like calling me a dunderhead. and an oaf."
"well," she said, "you are all those things, and more besides. why did you keep me waiting like that? i thought something terrible had happened to you."
"im sorry," he told her. "i wont leave you again."
"no," she said, seriously and with certainty, "you will not."