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Skye made a choking sound, and pounded her chest. Once she was able to breath properly, she looked up at Sylquis. "What?" she asked weakly, then took a sip of her drink. Continuing in a stronger tone she said "Yes, I suppose he is. But believe me, he's more trouble then he's worth." she waggled a finger at the small elf. "First of all, he's too old for the likes of you. Second of all, his relatives would rather die then see him with an elf, let alone a half elf like me." She sighed, leaning foward on the table, resting on her elbows. "Cal does have his fair share of good looks, plus he's really nice and all. But I really don't think he's interested... he's nice to everyone. So don't go be making mischief, alright?" she gave the two youngsters a warning look, then went back to munching her breakfast.
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