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Aaron took a sidelong glance at Max’s belongings—the lighter was self-explanatory, but he struggled to understand what Max could do with those little strips of metal that he couldn’t do with his vambraces—before the other attendant returned with his own items. Aaron’s watch was the only thing of his he got back, seeing as he’d left his phone at the dorm, and was innocent enough; conversely, whatever Max had been planning was certainly more discreet than the tale of blatant cheating told by Varis’ pen light, compass and map. 

It took almost all the patience Aaron had left not to roll his eyes again. The tantrums and the attempts to lean on the Princess he expected, but did Varis really have [i]so[/i] little shame that he’d try to sneak all this through the security check? The sore spots on his arms made it clear that Varis was no great fan of being blinded, fine, but Aaron would have thought the Count would at least try to [i]appear[/i] to tolerate it, seeing as the alternative was the possibility of rumours flying that a [i]Sinnenodel[/i] needed to cheat to pass a test. 

Putting his watch back on and tucking Varis’ things into his coat, Aaron turned his attention back to Max, letting out a humourless laugh that sounded more like a huff than anything. [color=f0d705]“No, no, I think I’m safe from that particular form of torment,”[/color] he only partially joked, opting to leave out the part where he doubted Varis would ever feel the need to use [i]him[/i] as an example for anything. Or... not a [i]positive[/i] one, anyway. 

He looked over to the cars waiting nearby, and back to Max for a moment, deliberating. As much as he wanted to think those illusions were simply exaggerations meant to shock and provoke, there were still things he wanted to ask. But not here; that was better left for a rare moment of privacy, if he ever gave in to his curiosity at all. There were too many ears around, and Aaron was confident that neither he nor Max were in the mood for a reluctant heart-to-heart about inner demons and vampire murder at the moment. Not that there was even much chance of getting an honest answer out of the other mage, anyway.

Suitably discouraged, Aaron cleared his throat. [color=f0d705]“Well, enjoy your night off, I suppose,”[/color] he lamely concluded, nodding to the other mage and setting off for the cars before Varis could beat him there. 
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