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NiallNIP 
Quinn was able to speak by the next time Eden spoke, though his breathing was still labored. "That... sounds fine... to me..." Walking in itself didn't sound nice, what with his legs screaming at him, but it sounded much nicer than more running. And that exercise had worked up his appetite.
As they walked, Quinn started thinking. Today was... the 11th, right..? Which means... "Oh, Eden... happy.... birthday..!" He gave as much of a smile as he could while trying to steady his breathing.
Eden was shocked that Quinn remembered her birthday. She didn't even know his, and felt like a pretty mediocre friend for it - hopefully it hadn't already passed. She gave him a bright, genuine smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she began the long walk back to the castle.
"Aw...thanks Quinn. You're a real one."
One of the only real ones in this whole, blood-supremacist infested castle, yes he was. She pulled a small, pink, glittery, reusable water bottle out of her magically enlarged fanny pack.
"Here, want some water with a tropical fruit punch packet dissolved in?"
A fine muggle treat for two fine muggleborns, if you asked her.