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Oscar:  By the time Oscar had gotten his fill of swimming and returned to the foothold, a sense of heaviness had permeated his whole body. He turned back to see the witch still playing in the water. She really looked just like a kid. Smiling and shaking his head, Oscar grabbed one of the thick towels and dried his hair off. After he’d toweled off his chest and arms, he looked back to ask Tinasha about a change of clothes.
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Tinasha:  Tinasha didn’t answer. Instead, she sat on the water gazing straight at Oscar.
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Oscar:  "What?"
human
Tinasha:  "Nothing, I was just thinking that something looked pretty…"
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Oscar:  "What is?"
human
Tinasha:  "You are."
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Oscar:  "What the…?" Oscar didn’t think pretty was a compliment generally used for men. But the witch didn’t seem to be concerned about that. Her head was cocked to one side as she took in every bit of his beautiful face and well-proportioned body. Beneath the force of her unbridled gaze, Oscar gestured her over.
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Oscar:  "What are we doing about our clothes? I didn’t bring anything to change into."
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Tinasha:  "I’ll dry them." Tinasha offered, walking along the water’s surface as easily as she would have done with solid earth. With one press of her hand to his clothes, warmth circulated along the fabric, drying it instantly, though his skin didn’t feel hot at all.
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Oscar:  Impressed, Oscar examined his newly dry clothes. Then he remembered something he’d forgotten to ask about. "Oh right, what did Reust say to you?"
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Tinasha:  "Ah, that? He proposed." Tinasha recounted.
human
Oscar:  "Again?"
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Tinasha:  "I said no."
human
Oscar:  "You shot him down fast."
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Tinasha:  "I just don’t like him in that way…"
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Oscar:  "Did you tell him that when you rejected him? That’s pretty harsh." Oscar observed, feeling a little bad for Reust.
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Tinasha:  The witch, still dripping wet, made a disapproving face. "What would you do if I’d said that and relations with Tayiri deteriorated? I turned him down tactfully."
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Oscar:  "I see." Oscar replied. Although they were both witches, he was positive that if it was Lucrezia, she would have happily toyed with poor Reust. The prince was lucky it was Tinasha he’d proposed to—everyone was fortunate for that. Still, Oscar felt there was something slightly off about what Tinasha said. He’d heard her insist that her being a witch was her reason for not getting overly familiar with anyone. What change of heart must she have gone through to now say that she didn’t like Reust in a romantic way? Oscar found the whole thing strange but had the sense that if he probed too deep, he’d just end up pitying Reust, so he said nothing. The witch peered at Oscar.
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Tinasha:  "Are you tired? Should we head back?"
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Oscar:  "No, I want to keep looking around a little."