Desiree stopped as Milena asked her about feeding the dragon. Frowning in thought, she shrugged before she muttered, “If that one wants to eat with us, she is welcome. However, she is also fully capable of providing her own meals. So, I am not certain.”
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Jenna tilted her head to look over toward the living room. Sighing, she rolled her eyes before she groaned. “No, I meant concerning tomorrow… You seemed,” She shrugged, not even certain how to put her thoughts into words. “You just seemed very aware as to what tomorrow is.”