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I would have to get my fingers into her muscles later and work out the kinks.

I approached the Desert Flower statue.

“Are you going to perform more of your desert Kung Fu and find another fish in the desert?” she said.

“Maybe, if I have to. But I might not need to.”

I ran my hands over the Desert Flower statue’s rough contours until I came to one of the large petals.

Please tell me my crew aren’t complete assholes…

I slammed my palm into the petal and it sunk in an inch and then popped out again, falling to the ground.

I reached inside the hole.

Inside was a small cubby with a pile of food wrapped in rags.

I pulled it out and dumped it on the floor.

Then I placed the petal back in position and banged it into place with my fist.

I picked up a handful of sand to rub around the petal so no one could tell I’d opened it.

Agatha picked through the food.

“Wait. You’re capable of magic now?”

“No magic. I found it hidden here in the statue.”

Agatha rolled over the food and tossed it in the air, whooping and screaming with joy as if she’d found a secret trove of ancient gold.

I laughed and shook my head. She was one crazy cookie.

“It’s a feast!” she said.

“Compared to Desert Fish, yes. But don’t get your hopes up. There won’t be any human delicacies here.”

“I don’t care. I could eat anything right about now.”

“That’s fortunate because even the best-tasting food goes a little off after it’s been stored inside a desert rock for months.”

We gathered the packaged food and moved away from the statue and deeper into the desert.

Agatha focused her attention on the food and couldn’t stop picking through it until she decided what she was going to eat first.

We turned a corner and came to a stop at a crossroad of sand dune valleys. It would make seeing those who approached a lot easier.

“Here,” I said, handing over a large bottle of squirlatch juice. “We can use this to wash in. But save some for drinking later.”

It was unique in that it didn’t evaporate like most liquids and was a delicacy in my culture.

Agatha downed a huge gulp of it and sighed with satisfaction.

I checked the coast was clear before letting her wash beneath the stars.

I couldn’t help but glance at her naked body that glistened in the moonlight.

Once she was done, she handed the bottle over and I washed.

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