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Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Day 43
York is still away. To tell you the truth, I miss him. He treats me like a child, but it isn't bad. He protects me. I feel safe with him, kind of like a big brother.
Malqomb, on the other hand, is totally different. He acts like I'm some kind of annyoance. He is always so uncomfortable just talking to me. And he looks at me like . . . like . . . well, like I'm going to ruin his plans or something. Like I really am evil. Or . . . I don't know. Maybe he is just confused by me. I'm confused by me. I like him and all, as a person, but he is so frustrating. Just because he is like 35 or whatever doesn't mean he's so much better than me. I don't know. I find it hard to be nice to him.
I made him forget what he was doing today. It was funny, but scary. We were walking in town, going to visit some people. I think, people who have information about the war. And, we were standing in a shop. Malqomb looked down at me and said, "You can go mingle. I'm sure you would not be concerned with these dealings." COME ON?! Hello! I'm like the key to the whole freaking war! No, I simply don't care about it? Ahhhh. So, I looked right at him and became angry. I used that to stop his thought process. He stood there like an idiot, dazed and confused. Then, he noticed me and realized what had happened (he's pretty damn smart you know?). He stalked off.
I suppose I should say I'm sorry. But. . . it's really his fault after all. Isn't it?
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