Evan had arrived back on the island in the dead of night, wearing a scowl on his face that even a bouncy dog who was happy to see him home again couldn't entirely wipe away. He'd slept fitfully, shadows in the corners of his mind creeping up and threatening to blot out everything else in his head as he dreamed
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She knocked softly on the door before peeking in.
“Evan?” she asked. “Hello! You’re back already?”
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"Really? I mean... I mean, I would love to come along. It would be way better than just sitting around here all week, and I like your company, and Sholeh's, and Liara's..."
And the company of... well, of one of Sholeh's sisters, anyhow. But he had no idea if Yeul knew about that or not, so he wasn't going to just blabbermouth about Zeela and Zhahar.
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“Besides,” she continued, “I think Caius might appreciate having another boy around. He will be rather outnumbered otherwise.”
Caius would probably not care, it should be noted.
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He actually had no idea what 'girl things' entailed. It wasn't like he'd ever been taught this stuff.
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Yeul looked mildly intrigued. “What sort of girl things?”
She was teasing, of course, but his answer would amuse her no matter what it was.
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"Um... I don't know... talk about things that boys can't understand?"
That seemed like the best answer he could piece together, at least.
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“You’re sweet, Evan,” she said, still amused. “If we paint our nails, I promise to do yours as well.”
Just so he wouldn’t feel left out!
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"Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything..."
Really, what harm would mixing up his palette even more do, right?
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“If we do not,” Yeul said, following his gaze, “I can do yours, if you’d like, anyway.”
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"You don't think that would be kind of weird?"
Not because it was a girly thing to do, no. Mostly just because the only thing he ever bothered to change about himself was his hair.
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“Why would it be?” Yeul asked. “Many people do.”
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"Is it something I should change?"
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"I'm not sure," he admitted. "I mean... Until I found out where I came from, I was happy being who I was. But now everything just seems different. Like everyone was right about how horrible some part of me is, and I need to make up for it somehow."
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