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Nahi shrugged. "I mean, I guess."

Nahi nodded. "Like I said. Justicia for me. Swordsman. Protector of justice. The blindfolded fighter."

Nahi's grip on Shara tightened with the bow. "That's... cool. Really nice."

"One of Apollo's kids?"

"Oh, you're an archer?"

Nahi nodded. "We're both in the girl's wing to the left." They pointed to demonstrate.

Nahi sighed softly. "Alright. Off we go."

Nahi barely stifled the whimper that came with that as they glanced over. "So we are."

Nahi looked up. "Are we... roommates? Really?"

Nahi just waited for Shara to make it to the sign.

Nahi felt a little flustered at still being in Shara's arms, so they just put up their hoodie and hid most of their face in Shara's shoulder.

Nahi nodded. "Let's do this."

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Estella Fay huffed. “Well, maybe we’re half angels. Descendants of the angels who took human wives. But the idea still counts.” Saturn sighed. “Maybe you should lead with that. Half ...