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May 7, 2022 | Serena's diary

  I love going out with Sigefrid. We usually go to steakhouses. He likes to be the one to pay, but I reach for the check anyway. It's a little game between us. I wear something nice, something that isn't pink, and order my steak rare. He likes his medium, but sometimes he'll order medium-rare. I clean his blade for him after dinner and we go back to his place to cuddle and watch a movie before heading back to the clubhouse to keep an eye on the others. He's sweet and tender when we're alone, and of course a little rougher around the boys.

There's been a lull in the action lately, so Erik and Harley have actually had some time to relax. Allya of course insists that Erik eat, and he's more inclined to do so when there's not other business to worry about. Personally, I think she should just give his portion to Dany if Erik won't eat it. But she loves him too much to let him suffer malnutrition. I understand that. I get pissy if Sigefrid doesn't eat my cooking, too. Thankfully, that hasn't been an issue in a while. He's comfortable, now, with me at his side. I've also figured out that if I use the white glow while kissing his wrist, he'll remain pain-free for longer. I have to be careful, though. The more I use that power to heal others, the longer it takes me to heal if I get injured. Luci warned me about that when I told him how excited I was about easing Sigefrid's pain. It makes sense; I'm not supposed to use it for others anyway, so naturally there would be some consequence. Luci also warned me that relieving Sigefrid's pain would lower his tolerance for it when it does come back, which could be dangerous when he's on the road. That's why I wanted to extend his pain-free time-- so it doesn't limit him to only two hours on the road. I like him depending on me, but I don't like possibly being the cause of his limitations. New limitations. I won't regrow his hand; that knife is too much a part of him, and besides, I like it. I do not think he would want me to, in any event.

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