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Dysphoria was right, they could disappear from this place any time they wanted. Rohan had a dilemma, where they could learn a great deal from the Neverish, but they could also find out the [i]hard way[/i] whether the curse had any sway here. It never affected Root, who was a dead thing in a vessel, but could it affect Annika’s cat familiar? The one actively running off right this minute? As far as he was aware, it wasn’t a [i]normal[/i] beast anymore than Root. A small piece of him wanted to whistle for the damn thing to come back, afraid that something with thumbs would reach out from behind a tree to pluck Nochella from the ground like a flower.

That didn’t appear to be the case.

If they followed the Heart’s pulse back to Earth, would the shadowy familiar be able to follow? Could Annika summon her back from the Neverish?

Root chittered in his ear.

[color=298e25]”I know.”[/color] He sighed and relaxed just a fraction. [color=298e25]”Better not leave her here, just in case. Let’s go, but stay aware of everything around you. If you see the trees start to follow us, say something.”[/color]

Rohan stood up straight and whispered something to Root, who got comfortable on his shoulder. He held Wallbiter low, holding the arrow and string in case he needed to pull back and fire at something suddenly. And then he started forward, eyes going between the cottage in the distance and the grass at his feet, which Rohan took care to disturb as little as possible when stepping around.

He wasn’t leaving just yet.