She closed the book and turned, jumping a little when she saw him. “Hello,” she turned the paper over quickly and turned back to him with a little bit of a blush staining her cheeks. “Are you well today?”

“Oh yes, I’m fine.” He walked closer, watching her slide to guard the paper. “Are you ok? You seem awfully cautious about me not reading that piece of paper. You don’t need to worry, if you don’t want me to read it I won’t.”

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