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"Yeah," he called back, already walking toward his hovering broom.

"Will do," and he resisted the urge to be a real prat and call her Loony. Honestly, sometimes the things he felt were easiest to do baffled him. Not that he thought her any less odd, but he didn't quite feel so compelled to have a laugh at her expense. The feeling left Marcus feeling strange, as did most of the events of recent that had passed.

He returned to the air with ease, though the rest of the time he kept glancing back toward where he might spot her, almost unaware of how much he kept looking.

[We can end it there if you'd like?]

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