She won't admit that she has nothing to give him in return -- for one thing, she rarely acknowledges her own weaknesses, and for another, she doesn't care that much about fair trades -- but she grins at him, sits in silence for a moment, and then swings out of the tree to the ground with a thump and a flurry of skirt. "I'll find thee again!" she shouts up at him before disappearing.
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