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Sol had decided to take a break from helping the village and return back to The Domo.
Kingo and Phastos were also coming with her.
As Phastos unscrewed the spherical elevator, something Sol had no clue about, Druig had appeared.
"Wait" his Irish accent caught the trios attention. "I'm comin' with ya"
Phastos's invention floated to Druig to step on before they took off.
On The Domo, Kingo and Phastos retreated to their respected areas and Sol strutted to the main hall, Druig's rough footsteps followed her.
Sol fiddled with the sleeves of her orange and gold suit, eager to be rid of the suit.
'I really need to get the suit altered' Sol spoke to her head.
"Why? Is it uncomfortable?" Druig raised an eyebrow.
"Why else would I want it altered?" Sol scoffed. Halting and turning to Druig. "Wait, how'd you know that?"
Druig smirked and tapped his forehead.
Sol sighed "Right. How silly of me, your a mind manipulator"
Druig let out a breathy laugh "I can be more than that" he mumbled.
"Huh?" Sol laughed as she stood against the wall, her suit being taken off by the golden strings of magic.
"Nothin'" Druig turned his chin up, an innocent look on his features.
"Sure" Sol said uneasily.
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When the four eternals had left The Domo, Sol's suit being more comfortable, Sersi had awaited them.
"Sol, could you help me with something?" She asked, looping her arm with Sol's.
"Sure. What is it?"
"The villagers need help with building houses. If you don't mind?" Sersi smiled
"It's our job to help. Isn't it?" Sol swung her arm around Sersi's shoulder.
Unknown to Sol Makkari and Druig had been watching the interaction, smiling.
- Makkari walked over to Druig "Shes sweet, isn't she?"
"She's just doing her job" Druig stated, matter-of-factly.
Makkari silently scoffed as she watched Druig strut away. Her eyes piercing the woman's oblivious frame.
