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Dawn watched the dark haired man with cautious interest. He had saved her from those horrible things, brought her back to safety. But how had he faced so many of those creatures by himself? She could still feel their hands on her skin, those cruel voices as they tried to tear her apart. She shivered from the thoughts. She was glad to be safe.

"I don't know how to thank you enough for this... if it wasn't for you... I would be dead right now..." She sounded so timid, her voice shaking.

He shrugged, brushing it off like it was nothing. "You are injured, I couldn't leave you out there."

"Yes you could have." She murmured, twisting her scuffed locket in her fingers. "You don't usually do this sort of thing, do you? Saving someone and taking them to safety?"

He shrugged. "Not usually."

She wrapped her arms around herself. She felt like she was intruding, like he felt forced to bring her here. She just wanted to find a place safe and quiet for her wing to heal well enough for her to return. She had a job to do and she couldn't do it with an injured wing. She was nothing more than Daemon Bait at this point.

"I will make this up to you?"

"Make what up to me?"

"You doing this, bringing me here, taking care of me... I'll find a way to thank you." She met his eyes, those sapphire blue depths shimmering with sadness. "I will try not to be a burden."

He frowned, crossing his arms over his chest like he was thinking, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at her, like he was trying to figure her out.

"May I ask what you name is?" She asked softly, folding her hands behind her back.

"Tazereal."

She smiled, cocking her head to one side, her silver-blonde hair falling over her shoulder. "Nice to meet you, Tazereal. I am Dawn."

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