Yeah, bad move. I thought to myself, but I refused to back down, "I do have 'em. They are just magical. You don't see it with your eyes."
"I want to be your protector too." She whispered, looking at my eyes with that fiery look, that determination that was always in her eyes.
I chuckled softly, a mixture of amusement and fondness in my expression. "For that, Fiery, you have to be strong." I flexed my arm playfully, a smirk on my lips. "Like me."
Her eyebrows furrowed as she gave me a skeptical look, clearly unimpressed. "Azzy, you don't have biceps."
I couldn't help but burst into laughter at her candidness. "Hey, they're there, okay? You just need a magnifying glass to see them."
She rolled her eyes, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Yeah, right. Magical invisible biceps, huh?"
