Closer

“... I wanted to keep them both here, where I can look out for them.” Sullivan said.

“This will be better for them. They’ll be stronger in the long run. I don’t want to see them leave either, but you know… sometimes the little birds have to leave the nest.” Margie smiled, looking out the window in Sullivan’s office. Margie was a sweet old lady with a soft voice, and Sullivan found her quite agreeable.

Sullivan slightly smiled as he nodded, looking at his desk. “I suppose you’re right.. They’ll at least be protected from the mage hunters.”

“Yes, and I’m sure they’ll be glad to have them.”