Room 413 [early afternoon onwards]

[notqueenyet]

Aravis was certainly not sad as she packed her books up, no. Nor did she feel any tug of unhappiness as she gingerly folded her gowns, or placed her slippers in her small saddlebag

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[momslilassassin]

Ben rapped softly at the door. "Aravis?"

[notqueenyet]

She glanced up from where she was lovingly wrapping a tin of cocoa in some cloth. "Hello, Ben."

[momslilassassin]

"I don't suppose there's room in the saddlebags for me, huh?" he asked.

[notqueenyet]

"I think you'd be missed," she noted.

[momslilassassin]

"So will you," Ben said, biting his lower lip.

[notqueenyet]

She smiled softly. "You'll visit me," she said, partially to convince herself.

[momslilassassin]

"Of course I will," Ben replied. "You'll still need a Cor to human translator."

[notqueenyet]

"And someone to keep me from killing him on occasion," she added.

[momslilassassin]

"Which reminds me," Ben said, blushing slightly and handing over a box.

Inside she'd find even more chocolate and a comlink. "I think that should work from your dimension," he said softly.

[notqueenyet]

"...really?" she asked softly, pulling the comlink out. "I won't have to use letters?"

[momslilassassin]

"No," Ben said, smiling. "I mean, I'd love to get one, too, but..."

[notqueenyet]

"But this won't act on Aslan's whim," Aravis said with a smile. "Thank you, Ben."

[momslilassassin]

Ben leaned in to hug her. "You know me. I like to tinker."

[notqueenyet]

"I'm glad you do," she replied, clinging tightly.

[momslilassassin]

"Call me all the time, okay?" he murmured, not letting go. "I'll worry."

[notqueenyet]

"You'll be sick of me," she assured him.