It really just took a second to spot the person Mira had found—he was actually a bit hard to miss, despite being perhaps all of four feet. Full-on gawking at the tiny old wizard, his head fell back in a bout of fairly raucous laughter he was trying to contain. All right, he'd have to concede, drunk or not, this man won the prize—which had heretofore been undecided, but Derek was sure he could think of something good. Wanting to glance back, he was going to turn in that direction when he felt a tug from Mira to go the opposite direction.
Still not fully recovered from the sight, he laughed a little and noted a slightly pinched look to her face, knowing for a fact that had not been there a moment ago. "Wait, Mira," his amusement faded and he paused a little to gain full control of his voice, clearing his throat. "Are you—is everything all right?"
He didn't protest being nudged in a different direction, but looked over his shoulder confusedly, his concern growing. What happened?
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