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"Like I said, Mortals are naturally curious. I don't mind."

Elise stares at him for a couple seconds.
"You…you don't…mind? At all? That I was looking at the things in your room?"

Havenwood shrugged. "You, being the asshole you are, would've at some point."

"Alright. Fair enough." Elise rolled off the couch and onto the carpet facedown. "I'm really very tired."

"Then sleep. I'm going to cook something." Havenwood shut the door to his room and walked over to the little kitchen, then promptly started cutting open the ox.

But Elise didn't sleep, and she listened to the rrrrip of the Ox's hide and the chop chop of the large knife. Pretending to have just woken up, she rolled over.
"I want my gun back."

"No," Havenwood said breathlessly. Cutting open an ox was hard work.

"Why not? It's mine," Elise argued, sitting up to see Havenwood bent over the ox, muscles heaving. She laid back down quickly, breath hitching.
God, he's hot. Wait, what? No, he's an ugly creep.

"I need it. It works well." He wiped the sweat off of his forehead then hung up some meat on the window and over the sink.

"What if I made another one? I engraved that one special. I want it back."

"No," Havenwood repeated as he hacked away at the dead animal.

"Why? I can make a better one, even. Who are you under attack by that you need my weaponry, anyway?" Elise started up at the ceiling as she talked.

"You shouldn't have to care, Elise," Havenwood growled through gritted teeth.

"And yet I do. Please don't growl."

Havenwood shook his head and chopped off a leg.

There were about thirty seconds of silence. He won't notice if I switch them out, will he? I need that gun - it has my most prized possession hidden in the stock. I can't let him keep it. She got up. "I'm going outside." She needed to find some metal, first and foremost.

"I know what you're planning. I can feel it. Sit down, you're not gonna find metal."

"How the hell did you know I was looking for metal?" Elise harrumphed. I can melt down a spoon, for god's sake. I need that gun.

"I know when an animal is going to fruitlessly hunt for something. Sit down."

"You calling me an animal? I might just put pop-its under your pillow tonight. I want some soup with whatever we're needing tonight. And a spoon, haven't had one in ages."

Havenwood shook his head. "Look, I'm bringing this gun up to Zeus tonight, so you won't be able to swap it out, genius. As soon as I finish with this Ox, I'm going to bring the meat and the gun. I'll probably make you something before I go."

"What?? Havenwood, I'm serious. There is something of mine in that gun. Please. Just let me get it out first!" Elise rarely found herself in a position to beg, but this was one of them.

"What's in it?" Havenwood felt the nip of curiosity.

"Why do you want to know? It's mine, and I really need it."