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Armagnac grumbled slightly.

Stop grumbling about it. You don't have to worry. Sherry sighed as she walked. Her pace was leisurely; she was certainly not in a huge rush at the moment.



So, you are worried?



I'll try my best not to annoy you, then. Sherry shook her head and smiled slightly. She was still fairly certain some part of Armagnac actually cared about here, despite the lindwyrm's denials. Sherry knew it could simply be wishful thinking on her part, but she liked to think it wasn't.

Of course, Sherry had been doing a lot of hoping lately. Try as she might to not hope and not think, she found herself still doing it. And it was stupid and aggravating and embarrassing (thank everything that Armagnac was the only one who knew) and she had decided she would try her best to not let it interfere with everything or anything. And the best way to do that was clearly to pretend like she didn't like Jake in that way at all. Best. Plan. Ever.

But she still wanted to ask him about that book she'd seen. And, you know, maybe hang out with him.

So, when she reached his door, she knocked.

And waited. Since they'd talked about that.

Sherry couldn't lie. She was half expecting him to not be in, or to at least not answer the door. Something akin to relief washed over her when the door opened. She was happy to see him, even though she tried to keep it from showing on her face.

His reaction set her back just a bit, though, and Sherry gave Jake a quizzical look. "Of course it's me. Why, were you expecting someone else?"

"I wanted to come by and ask you a question," she gave him a small smile. He seemed...well, pretty much like Jake. And not grumpy. That was good.

"Last time I was by I saw you had a book." Her eyes flickered down. It could have been that book, right there, that he was holding. "I wanted to ask you what it was about." She blinked at him, still smiling.

"I think so, yeah," Sherry was nodding.

She arched an eyebrow. "Really?" She looked at the book for a moment, then back to Jake. "Like the mountain? Are you thinking of going?" She hoped he'd say yes. And she really hoped he'd invite her along again.

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"Oh." Sherry didn't exactly hide her disappointment. Heck, she even thought she felt then tiniest twinge of it from Armagnac. It was possible she imagined that, though.

Sherry stood, returning Jake's stare. The world would never know if she just wasn't getting the hint, or if she was blatantly ignoring it. (It was likely some mix of the two.) She stared for a while, before letting her eyes wander back down the book. They she looked back at him.

"Why not? The mountain wasn't that bad, and it was totally worth it." She absentmindedly patted at the flask on her hip.

"What kind of place is this?" She held out a hand, indicating that she'd like to look at the book. "If it's someplace interesting, then I might like to give it a try."

"Thanks," the reply was automatic as Sherry took the book. She glanced down at it, turning it over in her hands.

"Hm. An island?" She looked back at Jake again. "Why'd you pick this one?" As she asked, she took a step towards him, or past him even, heading into his room.

"Oh?" Sherry remarked, her gaze moving to the table then back to the book. "Well, it looks interesting." She opened the front cover of the book even as she moved toward his bed.

"If you want to go so badly, then go. Get out of my room."

Sherry froze, book open and obviously a heartbeat away from making herself very much at home by planting herself on his bed again. There was no mistaking those words. He'd clearly rather not have her here. But he had just shut the door. "Um, you really don't want to join me? I'd rather not go alone."