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Mad Eye Touz 
"I'm so sorry," Plymouth said with fervor. Ducks were kind of cute, and they made cool noises, but at the end of the day, they were still birds. Plymouth reached out and took Daphne's elbow to make her stop. He couldn't talk about her duck yet.
"I need a favor, Daphne."
Plymouth wasn't the beat around the bush type. He had to just come out with it.
He was creeping her out with his seriousness and sudden formal speech. Wincing as he grabbed her elbow, more out of dislike of being grabbed by anyone than actual painful discomfort. "You're scaring me," confessed the blond honestly, wide hazel eyes on Plymouth's chin. "What's wrong?"