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“Oh,” Trin says. “Huh.”

“Poor bird,” Alamore murmurs. “Can’t swim, can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t find the happy.”

“Which is why we need to find him,” Bex insists. “Asa, Ala, any ideas as to where he might’ve gone?”

“He said he was gonna look for someone before he left, his pa, maybe?” Asa scratches his head. “Try and find out exactly who he was.”

“Still, I think the person Kanon talked to May be our best bet,” Trin says. “And if we split up, we might cover more ground.”

“Split up?” Bex nearly yelps. “Hell no! I’m not leaving you again! Not with Percy on the loose!”

“I can handle myself,” Trin says evenly. “I’ll be with them,” They point to the Djinns.

“But—“

“Bex, be honest: is this really about me and keeping me safe? Or is this about you not wanting to be separated?” Trin’s voice darkens. “Because, either way, you need to get over it.”

Bex stumbles back like she’s physically been hit, face slack with shock. The Djinns wince.