On Earth, friends were easy.
Go out, make jokes, have fun, and relax.
But here, I was always on edge.
How could I not be?
Maybe that was why it was hard to talk right now
A part of me didn't want to talk.
Because of the risks that would come.
This same thing had already happened once, though.
Mira.
I had let her go because she had gotten too close.
Was I really going to let that happen again?
If I did, who would be there for me, then?
Perhaps it was because I had seen the consequence of my actions with Mira, but I didn't want to let another person leave.
So, I did it.
I took a risk.
My lips parted, revealing my tongue, and I announced in a squeaky tone, barely managing not to voice crack.
"Take out your wand."
She was right, I was planning to leave her.
How was I supposed to explain to her how I had randomly managed to find some dungeon that researchers couldn't even identify?
