[North is waiting outside of the cafe for Prim, honestly. They have Big Plans, and she is not about to let herself be late, especially not when she's finally feeling alive again.]
Well, don't feel like you need to protect me, y'know? I might look soft and fragile... And maybe I am in some ways, but I'd rather not find out people are hiding stuff from me.
Not that you are, but you and Mars both avoided me for a little while.
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