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"Did I hurt you?" He asked softly, gazing subconsciously into her eyes.

Letitia shook her head, trying to make herself as descriptive as possible, "I'm fine, if something was wrong I would have pressed it." She spread her hand and gestured for Joshua to look at the tracker she held tightly in her hand.

Joshua couldn't help but smile along with her at the seriousness of her demeanour. His voice was soft, as if he was subconsciously talking to himself, and Letitia strained to hear before she heard him say.

"I feel a little uneasy."

She pursed her lips, not actually knowing what else she could have done, she could only clutch the tiny tracker, mentally urging herself again and again to buck up and not give Joshua any trouble.

He took his sober-elves to meet up with his father and the journey was normal, people at the banquet had brought their own sober-elves and everything seemed so normal.