Warrior's human mate
She frowned, clearly unimpressed.
“Pretty much, yeah.”
I shrugged, but she scrunched her nose even more.
“Those are questions for... teenagers. Sounds so...”
She shook her head in disapproval. Seriously?
“I don’t have favorites. I like a lot of things—colors, food, music, movies... You name it. At some point, you become a slave to your favorites, and you can’t enjoy life as it comes. So, I don’t do favorites.”
She explained herself with a bit of a shrug. I hummed in response, processing her words.
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