She led him to the navigation under a room full of messenger lizards. "Why are you up, anyway?"
"Oh, I couldn't sleep."
"What's wrong?"
"It was what happened to Newkirk. It's left me dead shattered."
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"I think you're brave, serving on this ship."
"Aye, or mad. Don't you think it's daft? Like I'm trying to burn to death, same as he did?"
"No, Deryn." His hand tightened on her arm. "I think he would be proud of you for not letting anything stand in the way of you and your dreams." He sighed. "I know I've always had trouble with that."
"Aye?" She looked up at him then. He stared into her eyes, trying to convey what he meant. "Like when?" It didn't work.
"When?" Alek didn't know.
"Aye. When have you, a barking prince, ever had a dream that couldn't be fulfilled?"
"Well, there is a girl that I really like," the look of disappointment on her face was enough to tell him he could take this one chance in his life. "And I think she likes me too, but I could never make the first move."
"That doesn't count." She muttered, face buried in her knees. "If you had made the first move-" She never got to finish as Alek 'made the first move' and kissed her. He was too nervous to really enjoy the kiss until he felt Deryn press back; then he began to thoroughly enjoy it, until she stopped it.
"Alek?"
"Yes?" She's going to hit me! She's going to hit me!
"Am I the girl?"
"Yes."
"Oh." After a minute of awkward silences, "I, um, I-" Starts to cry, "I don't like you.
I know this is really short and I'm sorry for not posting sooner, but the next one is coming up REALLY soon, so don't yell at me please! I can't take the yelling!
