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    “I'm sorry Ao’nung, I'm sorry,” Neteyam said desperately, rushing to his side. He grabbed his face in both hands and then turned it from side to side, checking for injuries. Ao’nung leaned into the touch, letting out a breath of air as he focused on the boy's calloused fingers, brushing over his skin.

    “Sorry for being so pretty, forest boy?” Ao’nung said in a wobbly voice.

    “How hard did you hit your head?” Neteyam asked in alarm, still checking for external injuries.

    “I didn't hit my head, I hit my heart.”

    “What?”

    “I hit my heart and now there is a you shaped hole where it used to be.”

    Neteyam scrambled to his feet and backed away, a look of horror spreading across his face. Ao’nung stood, then followed Neteyam as he receded into the trees.

    “I'm in love with you.”

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    "I was being serious when I said I don't have many stories to tell, you know?" Neteyam settled to say, starting to feel a little bashful from the many times the other seemed to have shown interest in his life. (In him. It felt odd, considering how the people around him usually only ever ask about Toruk Makto and how it felt like to be the warrior's son.)

    Purposely, before Aonung could say a word, the omatikayan added, "Plus, why do you still insist on getting me to talk anyway?" Then, just because, he added jokingly, "Do you like me or something?"

    Rather than reacting to the joke, Aonung replied to the omatikayan's other questions. "Like I said; no way you don't have stories to tell.

    You came to our shores wearing your cummerbund. That garment alone tells a lot."

    "Like what?"

    "Like how you look as young as your younger brother, but already act so…" he paused, thoughtful, "…mature."

    "I don't look that mature."

    "Forest boy. I'm also 15 - yet I still act like a child."
     

    or Neteyam wasn't used to attention. (Aonung had all the time in the world.)

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