<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Blake followed her into the restaurant and stared at the menu a moment before ordering a large shake, three large burgers and fries then followed her to her table of choice. The thoughts that plagued him caused him to slouch in his seat. His eyes danced over to her as he listened to her response. It was reasonable but he needed to get into a position where he could challenge the others on their own grounds, "We will run for now, but I will come back here with you and stomp their asses when I've the ability." <br/>
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This place was as much his home as it was her's. He believed in his right to live and live without fear of death. Pulling out his phone he messaged his mother who called him instead or replying back. They chatted for a bit and promised to talk more at a later time, "Sofie is well and so is mom. She sends her love."<br/>
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It made him smile. His mother never asked if they were together but merely assumed. It was a simple way she was.  </span>