"You should just leave. Before I—before I ruin you too. I don't know who you think I am, but... this is it! This is what you get! A pathetic, crying mess." She laughs despite herself, swiping at her eyes with the back of her claw.

I'm quiet for a while, before I murmur, "I still want you." So soft, for a moment, I'm not sure she even heard me.

She rolls her eyes, sniffling. "You're such an idiot."

"Says the dragon who thought the IceWing tribe formed in 390 A.S."

Shadowhunter giggles. "Sorry! I get my twos and threes mixed up... and I feel like something else important happened at that date. I'm close. We haven't done Ancient Pyrhhian history since second year!"

She reaches out, and grabs onto my talon.

"Ugh. This is depressing. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." I don't have the nerve to meet her eyes.

***

Anyway I love Shadowhunter and Permafrost so much, I would die for these two