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Ah- excuse me!

[Well look at that, Ali is approaching Firefly right after the profile reveal.]

I'm sorry to ask all of a sudden, but is this age information correct?

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[What a disaster.

Once all of that is over, Ali takes a bit of time to himself in his room. (Is he looking over the eggs? He is absolutely looking over the eggs.) But once he feels ready, he'll leave and go looking for both food and other people. He needs to eat, and he wants to check on others.

Firefly happens to be the first person he finds, and he smiles softly when he sees her.]

Hey. If you're hungry, I was just about to go make something to eat.

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[Well, this is awful.]

What could have possibly happened to the two of them?

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[Yeah, he's going to come find Firefly pretty much as soon as the trial is over.]

Those burns didn't look too great. Let's find you some aloe.

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[Once he's not a baby dragon anymore, Ali is going to go looking for Firefly. Wherever she may be, he is going to interrupt what she is doing.]

Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?

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[Hopefully Firefly isn't bothered by mirror mazes, because now she is in one and is getting to see someone else's memory!]

The winter cold can be more easily managed in the modern era, but centuries ago it was a constant fight for survival. And considering the fact that Ali lived in a stone castle at that time, his dislike of the cold suddenly becomes more understandable.

He's in bed, trying his best to sleep, but the fire in the fireplace plus the blankets on his bed just aren't warm enough for him. Despite all of that, he's still so cold that he keeps waking up shivering. The coldest days of winter will do that, and those days can easily last for a month or two this far North.

Ali lays in bed awake, contemplating a lot of things, mostly things involving a certain unicorn. He's so sure he was right, but it was a stupid fight to begin with, and now he's cold and alone and debating on if it was worth it at all.

Finally he gets out of bed, slips on his shoes, and makes his way out of the small room at the back of the treasury and down towards the barracks. Fortunately there is an entrance from inside the castle, so he doesn't have to go into the deep snow to get where he's trying to go. But soon enough his feet take him to the door he had been avoiding for weeks, thinking he could get Concord to apologize first. But this time he is the big fool who is bridging the gap because he's too cold to keep existing like this.

He doesn't even bother knocking on the door, he just opens it and walks right in.

The man in bed does look up to see who opens the door, he's a light sleeper and doesn't respond well to intrusion usually. But as soon as he sees who it is, he lays back down and lifts the blanket up with one of his arms. Ali wordlessly crawls into bed next to Concord, curling up close to him so that their shared body heat will keep them both warm throughout the night.

"...sorry. It was a stupid argument."

All Ali gets in return is a grunt of acknowledgement, and that's enough for him. They will probably talk more about it in the morning, as they do have to make up properly from their fight, but at least for the night both men can sleep peacefully.

[Ali is, of course, not far away, and he looks a bit peeved at such a personal memory being shown.]