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    “Allow me to make it up to you?” Essek heard himself ask, suddenly too soft, too genuine, all without his permission.

    Caleb cocked his head to the side just so, his eyes searching, lips caught parted halfway to whatever he’d been about to say before those words came tumbling out of Essek’s mouth. “How do you suggest?” he asked, that low, faintly rasping quality returning to his voice, his eyes catching the shifting light beautifully.

    What had he just told Caleb about the dangers of acting on impulse? Essek swallowed, his mouth dry suddenly. He held his hand out to Caleb, not trusting himself to speak. Wordlessly, a smile flickering at his lips, Caleb took his hand. Essek pulled him up to his feet.

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    Essek has a moment to consider that gravity-based trust exercises have never worked for him, and then the spell hits. He leans back into it, falls, falls.

    (In which Essek is resurrected by the Mighty Nein and framed for innocence.)

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    “I need to buy paper,” Caleb said softly, for Essek’s ears alone, “but after that, I would like to show you something. Unless you had a plan of your own for this evening?”

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    "Strewn around them were masses of sheets and paper. Essek's chalkboard was so covered it was more diagram, writing, and emphatic-chalk-taps than free space. Ink dotted across his hands like black constellations. He was sure some splashed onto his clothes and furniture with their increased fervour as the hours went on. His hair was long mussed up with the amount of times his hands had traversed through it. He was dishevelled, messy, untidied and completely unfit for public appearance like this. And he felt sated. "

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    Essek impulsively visits the Mighty Nein one evening during their travels.

    Frumpkin sits in his lap.

    Caleb, oddly, is nowhere to be found.

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