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“No,” she said, exhaling softly.
“No,” she said, exhaling softly.
“Okay..do you know what happened?” He asked quietly.
Moxiey’s expression dropped. “No.”
“Oh…well I’m glad you’re okay..”
Moxiey smiles faintly. She opened her lips, but froze mid-thought. She shook her head and sighed.
“What’s wrong?” Grayson asked, frowning a little.
Moxiey shook her head again.
Grayson gazed down at her worriedly.
"I'll go stand watch," Brenna suggested. "Grayson…" She swam close to his ear to whisper, "Figure out what's wrong."
“I’ll try..” He replied in a whisper. “Hey Moxiey..” he looked down at her .
"Hey, Grayson…" she replied hoarsely.
Grayson hugged her gently. “Please tell me what’s wrong..”
"I don't know," she murmured. "My stomach hurts a lot."
“Do you think it’s something with the stone?”
"I don't know," she whispered.
“Should we go to the surface?”
"No," she replied. There was a sudden sharp pain in her stomach and she flinched in to protect it. The rock, still in her hand, brushed against her stomach, and the pain went away quickly.
Grayson looked down at her. “It helped?”
Moxiey nodded. "I remember where I saw it before… It was my mother's."
“Oh..what does it do?” He asked.
"It… It heals the unhealable. It…" she hesitated, as if remembering something long ago.
“Unhealable?” He asked quietly.
Moxiey nodded. Something hit her and her eyes widened. "It's the key Diara was looking for!"
“Is that why she took you prisoner?”
Moxiey nodded, suddenly eager to get up. "I have to find Diara!"
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