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His teeth, long and sharp as knives, grinned. “Just a while. You’ll stay with us. When we wake, maybe we won’t have any problems.”

I could tell by his expression that not even he believed that. He was trying to talk himself into it.

“Sure,” I grunted, annoyed.

“Sulky girl. What am I going to do with you?” he asked me, both with a strange mix of adoration and exasperation. He’d been sounding drunk since the first bag, and I had a feeling that the second bag was going to make him sleep hard, just like Caspian was.

“Listen to me, perhaps?” I asked, lifting my chin.

“I did listen to you. But you have no fail-safes for that plan,” he growled. I could feel my seat vibrate.

“Are djinns really this allergic to dragon blood?” I asked him, and he chuckled.

“Allergic,” he repeated, as if he liked that word. “It’s acid to them,” he clarified, and then his eyes rounded to say with interest, “It can heal humans. I wonder what it would do to you.” He made a thoughtful hum as he looked me up and down.

“Doesn’t seem fair that you can shapeshift,” I told him, narrowing my eyes. “Shouldn’t I be able to do something cool?”

“Zazie, you talk to diamonds and can apparently find gems anywhere. You have a perfectly nice superpower.”

I smirked, liking him calling my talents ‘superpowers’. “Yeah, but you don’t listen to my diamonds.”

“Well, they’re very beautiful. But they are rocks, one of which has been sitting by itself for an age,” he reminded me.

“They know more about me than me!” I assured him, rising to the defense of my sweet little diamonds. Or should I say, big diamonds. They were the size of softballs.

“That doesn’t say much. You’ve only known what you were for a couple of weeks.”

I rolled my eyes. This was the same argument that we’d been having for the last two days. Since Russia. It had been just going around in circles.

His eyes were drooping, I noticed.

“Are you picking a fight because you’re a tired, cranky dragon?” I teased him.

“I’ve emptied two liters!” he said, as if this was a huge feat.

I rolled my eyes. “That’s nothing! Look at you! You’re huge!”

“It’s not easy when your blood’s made of crystals. That’s all I’m saying. My body is not efficient in receiving injury, and it doesn’t bleed well.”

I smirked and shrugged, since my blood was supposedly similar, or at least the non-human part. Still, I didn’t have any trouble at all bleeding. “I’d do it for you if I could,” I assured him with a wink.

He rolled his eyes. “I feel better doing things for you than you doing things for me,” he admitted. “You’ve already given me your freedom and your body. Giving you some blood is really the least I could do.”

“Especially when this plan’s not gonna work,” I added.

He huffed and looked me over threateningly.

I just shrugged. It wasn’t as if he was going to eat me. “I’m just saying. Don’t get your hopes up… I know mine aren’t.”

“Go to sleep, Murtagh,” Miles said from down by his feet. “By the time you wake, we’ll see if she’s wrong or not.”

He grunted and then looked at me. His eyes were extremely similar to his human eyes. Just large and grave. “Don’t go anywhere,” he told me. “If you so much as grab something from the vending machine before one of us wakes up, I will not be pleased. What do you think will happen?”

“Fire and brimstone?” I guessed, and he tilted his head, his expression exasperated. “What?” I smirked. “Dragon wrath!”

“Not quite, but you’ll be sorry enough,” he threatened before slowly rolling over in a way that I was able to slide down and off his belly. “Be good,” he grumbled at me.

“Okay, big guy.” I patted one of his suitcase-sized toes. “I’ll be good.”

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