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“Cuddling.” Calidi repeated softly, as not to let Clay overhear. He was just sounding it out. Trying to commit it to memory, and trying to remember it along with this moment. He snapped back to attention when Clay began walking towards the elevator. “Right. You think it’ll be windy up there?”

A black dragon began circling the hopefully landing-able roof of the tower.