[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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	A smile instantly graces my lips when I hear Nero answer. I clear my throat at the realization and try to speak normally. [color=#006400][i]”Cassi schnappt sich Vorräte, dann machen wir uns auf den Weg. Sind Sie bereit?”[/i][/color] I lean against the table, looking out the window as the sun slowly sets.

	I’m not sure why it feels effortless to speak with Nero. I get along with most people, having an act for fitting in any place, but to speak with Nero is like speaking with any old friend or lover. It’s common and relaxing. Odd since demons are inherently untrustworthy, but I don’t seem to be concerned by that notion.

[hider=Translations]Cassi is grabbing supplies, then we will be on our way. Are you ready?[/hider]