"Ondine and Brooke, I'm putting you on that detail," I pipe up, seeing where the smart woman is going. "Stay on Earth if you can. I don't want you taking any unnecessary risks." Turning back to Angela again, I add "You'll need to guide Areth and me to this other sword. Unfortunately, also thanks to Marchosias, the fairy and I are permanently tied together."
Everyone gives us a pitying look, until Areth sticks her tongue out at them. At least the tiny fairy's attitude hasn't changed. It seems to be just the trick, as the mood noticeably lightens.
"Let's get that phone and call Captain Jewkes. I want to get my name cleared as soon as possible," I inform the room. Angela takes off immediately, I think as much to escape Brooke's demanding glare as to be useful. I plop myself on the couch to wait.
It's late, and everyone decides to go to sleep, but after the two sex sessions in the fantasy world—had that really only been an hour long?—I'm too wired up to rest.
