"I looked behind for you several times. I was watching for you," LinGalad assured her. "If you hadn't been making steady progress, I would have returned for you. But I could see that you were gaining ground. Why were you coughing?"
"Coughing?" Avery replied blankly.
"Coughing, " LinGalad persisted. "A sudden exhale caused by a contraction in the muscles of the abdomen,"
"Oh, you--"
"That was what you were doing, wasn't it?"
"I guess I did, a little, " she grumbled. "Its nothing."
"Come, we are lagging behind, " he said, offering her his hand. She took it, and they ran foward up the hill. He helped her along quite a bit, but still, she was winded when they caught up.
"There, you are coughing again, " he said, worried.
Ajada rolled her eyes. "Oh, we wouldn't want that now, would we, " she muttered, taking notes.
Kalir silently offered Avery a drink from his water bottle.
"Probably why she's coughing in the first place, " Ajada muttered.
Avery had heard Ajada's comment plainly enough though.
If she had had the energy for it, there would have been another arguement right then and there...
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~~Your finger hired the crew?
~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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