Lexx and Chel conversed, unaware of the danger that was increasing with each moment they were out. "I love flying when I have the ability - but that's not why I brought you here, Chel."
"Yeah?" Chel frowned, keeping her eyes on the building across the street. "I figured. What's on your mind, Lexx?"
"A lot of things," shrugged Lexx. He faced the same direction Chel was looking in.
"Don't worry about me, Lexx. It was an accident." Chel stated.
"Chel, listen." Lexx edged closer to Chel, folding his wings out of the way. He continued seriously. "They do not care if you are injured or even killed. They have made that very clear to me."
"-oh." Chel sighed softly. She did not like hearing Lexx actually say that. He knew better about what could happen, but Chel didn't want to hear it. That meant that he was probably going to suggest they part ways for a long time - possibly forever.
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Refugnic
People say, that love is not looking at each other all the time, but rather looking into the same direction. To look at the same future.