Leila follows her up. "I . . . could have helped . . ."
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Adam places a hand on each of their shoulders. "Okay, guys, relax." His eyes glow teal briefly as a calm feeling washes over the two.
Leila follows them in. "Did either of you-" she cuts off abruptly upon seeing Jacob's sleeping figure. She lowers her voice and continues, "Did either of you want ambrosia?"
Adam is close on her heels and starts nagging Artimes almost immediately about how the fight was "reckless" and "ill-advised," and how she should have "just stayed on the sidelines with me."
Adam is close on her heels and starts nagging Artimes almost immediately about how the fight was "reckless" and "ill-advised," and how she should have "just stayed on the sidelines with me."
Leila's eyes widen. "I don't think so, but it's worth a shot! We can probably try to force-feed him some nectar."
"You mean heal them? Not a lot, but it'll take care of the wounds," Leila shoots back at Ivy.
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Adam groans and rolls his eyes. "Artimes! You need to rest!"
Adam looks sheepish. "Sorry. I forgot."
Adam waves down Jacob. "Free samples, man. Come try some!"
Leila raises an eyebrow. "Had what, Devon?"
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