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He sighed and looked back at her again, only for his frown to deepen.
Her back.
It looked... thinner.
His gaze lingered there. He remembered how her clothes used to fit—snug, always clinging confidently to her form. Now, they hung loose, fabric bunching awkwardly where it didn’t before.
Something had changed.
And he didn’t like the look of it.
Sparrow’s eyes landed on the gun.
Kaya’s gun.
It rested a short distance away, mostly shrouded in shadow, but still visible enough for his beastman sight—though not as sharp as an owl’s, just enough to make out edges and forms in the dark.
Curiosity tugged at his fingertips before caution could stop him. He reached out, brushing against the cold metal, and then, in a whisper of motion, picked it up. It was heavier than he expected. Real. Serious.
As he shifted it in his grip, a tiny sound echoed through the silent room—
Clink.