["Why are you still running away from me, Nyr?"]
["Maybe because I don't like stalkers."]
["You know, most people would feel honored to be stalked by me."]
["Don't compare me to those imbeciles with no self-respect."]
I giggled as I watched the exchange through the golden sphere floating above me, its surface shimmering softly as it replayed one of my favorite memories, Edward and Ephera, bickering the way only they could.
No matter how many times I watched it, I never got tired of it.
Never.
Honey had been so sharp in that previous world, so cold and prickly and easily rude when he wanted to be. I loved that side of him. Maybe even more than the rest. He was cutest when he was irritated, and somehow even cuter when Ephera was the one dragging that side out of him.
