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"First time flier?" A woman across the aisle looked over at us

"She’ll be fine," Ezra cut her off shortly, and I was too busy being terrified to comment on his rudeness When he looked back at ested in a thin, anxious voice

"Why? This is distracting you fro on around you," Ezra said "It’s less than a three hour flight to New York, and I’d like to wait for you to eat until the next flight"

By "other things" he ers, who flooded the red-eye with the scent of their blood, and the plane wasn’t even that full I’d had just eaten yesterday, which meant I wouldn’t need to eat for another five or six days, but I wasn’t great at controlling reat," I muttered Unfortunately, he had a point My current level of fear made it almost impossible to noticethis," he said with a wry smile "There’s only a smallleft where you’ll be able to feel fear like this"

"Oh, yeah, this is totally awesoive you a little tip" He leaned in towardshis voice so it would be inaudible to anyone around us "Even if the plane does crash, you’ll survive You’re immortal now"

It hadn’t dawned onto die in a plane crash

My fingers relaxed on the arrip onto Ezra for dear life, but he’d just chuckle

I tried to enjoy the rest of the flight, but it was dark, and even with my improved vision, there wasn’t ht soh I’ ever written

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked hi, and I didn’t want to wake the up from his book "And then to Finland"

"Finland?" I raised uard by his answer "Peter’s in Finland?"

"I believe so" He flipped a page "Scandinavia has always been his favorite place to hide out, especially in winter There’s hardly daylight for "

"So we’re just going there because that’s where he usually goes?" I still couldn’t wrapout in Finland That just didn’t sound… exotic enough?