#.jessamy blake // answered

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"Keeping an eye on me again?" He throws a stone half-heartedly at Jessamy, not really aiming to hit, for once.

Jessamy stands still, head canting to the side to watch the stone fly past a good few feet away. Was he even trying to hit her? Feathers ruffle as wings spread out to readjust.

❝ I am not the one watching, Corinthian, ❞ she reminds him, beady black eyes narrowing in the only way a bird's eye can. She hops from her perch, gliding down closer to the nightmare, but landing still out of reach. She is not keen with the idea of getting too close to this particular creation.

❝ So long as you're doing what you're meant to be doing, it shouldn't be a problem for you. ❞