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At first, Thiago only saw Eiri. The way she smiled in something like relief, and beckoned to him. He pushed his luggage into the rack, and sat down next to her, allowing her to lay her head on his shoulder, sighing in quiet relief as they touched. "'Brigada, minha senorita." After a minute or two, he opened his eyes. And saw Jayce. Staring at him. Which was most unpleasant, because it was less of a stare and more of a glare. Of Hate. He arched an eyebrow at the boy, who he had been introduced to a few times. But this amount of animosity was unexpected, and, he thought in his head, mildly uncalled for. But he sensed that Eiri kind of wanted them to be friends. So he wouldn't mention the glaring. "Jayce. How goes it, sir?" |