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Evren sighed with relief as he felt Aava relax against him. He loosened his hold but didn’t let go; she was clearly weak and very confused, but if he let her go she could bolt off and kill some unsuspecting mortal. 
[color=cc3300]”Aava. She’s an old friend.”[/color] Evren said simply, looking around for Lucifer before realizing he’d faded into a shadow somewhere. [color=cc3300]”I need to get her to some water… she’s a lake demon.”[/color]
He could feel her hair making damp streaks into his jacket as he held her, but that was okay. When he crossed the Atlantic he was sure that would be the end; Lucifer wouldn’t be able to find him anymore, and Aava would be safer in her lake without him. Yet here they both were, one delirious in his arms and the other swirling around the shadows beneath them. Evren sighed, feeling overwhelmed and woozy, his mind buzzing as he tried to figure out where Aava might be safe.
His eyes widened with realization and delight. He shifted his feet as if trying to get his ethereal friend’s attention. [color=cc3300]”Lucifer, does your apartment have a bathtub?”[/color]