“Why indeed,” Melody repeated as she glanced behind her at the wall. She gave a shrug as she folded her arms and stared back at the girl before her. It wasn’t often that she ran into people who would admit that they didn’t see the light of day very often. But the girl remained cheerful, a wave of curiosity rolling off of her. 

Tilting her head to the side, she glanced down at the hand that was held out to her. She glanced past the girl to the woman who had been introduced as Maggie. Now that woman was normal, the fact that she was apprehensive of the unknown was what Melody was used to.

“My friends call me Mel,” the jinn introduced herself as she shook hands with Lynn. Her mind played through the scenario that was offered to her. It was probably safest for her to hang out here for a while. But then again, she could use the two in order to blend into the crowd and avoid detection. “I’d love to join you for a little adventure. I still have a few things to grab myself. That is, if you’re friend doesn’t object too much.”

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He was used to people tripping over their words when they spoke to him. His family was known for their tempers, and he was sure that his brothers had thrown people in the prisons for very simple things. But it made him wonder if he’d ever encounter a moment when someone would not be able to recognize his authority and treat him as a simple person.

“Is that so,” Troy mused as he listened to the angel’s excuse. “Well I was just about to put in a little bit of practice, care to join me?” He wasn’t entirely sure why he offered. He hadn’t planned to practice sparing; it was a part of his daily activity anyways between all the lessons. However, perhaps training with someone who didn’t know him well would prove to entertain.