<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Cameron appeared to have drawn the winning straw, as he located a bed of forget-me-nots not long after they parted ways.  He snipped small springs of it for each of the fallen before continuing on, adding small flowers to his collection as he went.<br/>
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It didn't surprise him that she got lost.  With a laugh, he turned in the direction of her voice and drew up his internal map of the place.  "I will meet you there, little one," he promised on the end of a chuckle.  "Just like old times, eh?"</span></span>