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Cassirin If she said it would, it would, Cope was sure. He cast a glance over at Cela basking in the sun before turning his attention to the next bed. Ugh. Shoulder ache. He needed a weeding charm STAT!
"Is that a polite way of telling me to stop worrying about the weeds and to take care of myself?"
Cela laughed.
"If I meant that I woulda said," She sat up straight and her face turned mock-serious, "
Take care of yourself, Copernicus." She shook her finger at him and cheerfully went back to weeding.
"Cope? You... will study with me right? For exams?" Cel ventured.
Obviously she wasn't worried.
At all.
...much.