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Author: Barbara Rose
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“Don’t panic-“

“Don’t panic?!” Liviana repeats in a hiss, asking if he was joking. “Do you not see me? Already panicking?” She asks, pointing to herself in a show of how ridiculous of a thing he had just said to her. “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?!”

“Relax,” Blaze hisses back, telling her to take a breath. “You don’t know why they’re here,” he points. “They could just be here to arrange that dinner they were talking about, or to visit, or they’re looking for you- you just don’t know. You can’t panic until we know something’s wrong.”

“Them even being here is wrong!” She argues, and she makes a point Blaze can’t exactly argue with because it was true.

“You’re right,” he admits. “They shouldn’t be here. But they are.”

“Exactly!” She shouts. “It’s wrong. Therefore, something is wrong and I should panic, because something is wrong!”

“So we handle it,” he grits, his patience thinning with his own panic as he tells her she needed to pull herself together. “We don’t panic.
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