_ A friend of Blue’s

Fionn

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"Ah…" He breathed, drawing in the fresh night air from his nose. "The air smells like Cargan." His nose crinkled and he began to walk away.

Had he not heard Cargan coming in, he would have stayed a bit longer, embracing Blue in his arms. He could bet his entire Line on it – his deduction was correct. Blue was the cure.

When Celio told him Cargan was safeguarding her in his room, that settled his assumption. All the times he'd encountered her, he had been sick most of the time but her aura seemed to always make his pain more bearable.

Had Cargan not always been healthy, he would have found this out sooner.

"She is beautiful too." He raised the hands that were formerly around her as if he could see her in them. "I'm lucky." He beamed and began to walk away.

He would spend the night and the rest of the next day with her parents, making them lean into him and trusting him. Blue would have no more excuses after this.