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But— it's just—

[There's a strange look on her face; the way her brows knit together, the way her dark-yet-glowing eyes stare up at him almost imploringly.

She so desperately doesn't want him to hate her.]

There... are humans, who attacked one of the fishing boats. The other day, we had some girls not come back.

And— they found the boat. The one that attacked ours.

[She breathes in, breathes out.]

Those men are going to die on the eighth. And I'm going to use them to feed the other monsters that need it.

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[While Maya breathes in and out, Merlin can feel himself hold his own. He can't deny the fishing situation here has always been very...tense. It's not something he enjoys thinking about, which is rather sad considering he LIVES here, but he always thought if he'd just ignore it...he wouldn't have to deal with it.

Oh what a fool he was.

Can't say he saw "capturing them as prisoners and feeding them to monsters" was how it'd explode in his face, and certainly not coming from his precious friend. Maya Fey, just what are you becoming...?]

So...



...the spa sounds really good.

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[Maya nods slowly, then a little faster.]

Yeah. It'll be great! You can take some of your other friends.

A-and when you get back—

[She takes a breath, not looking at him, as if she's reassuring herself more than she's reassuring Merlin.]

Everything will be okay again. I promise.