Evenyl

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Gale was a curious fellow to Evenyl. He was the exact opposite of what she'd consider an ideal dragon, yet he was attractive at the same time.

Today, again, she stands in front of his messy desk full of smoking flasks and vials. Across the shroud of haze—non-toxic and which added that dreamy vibe Evenyl had taken a weird liking to—was Gale, his snout buried in his favorite book. At least, that's the impression Evenyl had. He was always reading that same book, whatever it was.

When Gale noticed the Spiral with a peachy look on her face he let out a long, overly audible sigh and shook his head.

"Oh, no. No, no. What do you want, Evenyl?"
"Nothing! Just here to see you, is all. Do I bother you?"
"I'm not a very outgoing guy."
"Quite the news, that is."

He silently recoiled back to his thick book which, by the way, seemed to have magically grown in the number of pages it holds. Low hissing closer to a whisper started slipping out of Gale shortly after. Evenyl had noticed he tends to do that when he's being self-conscious.

Evenyl just laughed at him.

"...Is it something I said?"
"But you didn't say anything. Hehe!"
"Right. Well... don't let me stop you from enjoying yourself."

Gale shook his head, but his attitude never came off as rude. That was the best part about knowing Gale; Evenyl genuinely felt pleasant when she was with him no matter what he did. Satisfied with the visit for the day, Evenyl whirled around to leave.

"Heading back already?"
"Did you want me to stay longer?"
"Er- hrmph. No. Just... just wondering, is all."

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