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"I can't be of much help while I'm holding on to you," Vera pointed out irritably, her mind racing as she tried to think of a Brom in camp that could keep Destin in the camp until Fabine returned to speak with him. Maybe Elauna? she thought, or pretty much anyone that would respect Fabine's orders at this point. As they hurried, Vera glanced at Destin out of the corner of her eye. "Destin... why did you leave? Honestly. Was is Fabine? Or was it that girl, or something else...?"
Destin keeps pulling, trying to slow their progress to camp, but failing since he was so small. He sighs heavily. "I like that girl...She and I like each other..." He looks down "we've been meeting at the river a few times in the past months..." He kicks at the ground. "I just....I'm not happy inthe Broms anymore."