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Kahn came to kneel beside Zayd as Lilyan kept crying. She felt the warmth of his hand through her shirt as it rested gently on her shoulder. “Are you afraid Zayd is going to leave you or that all of us are?” he asked in a gentle, confused voice. “Zayd will leave,” she said, sniffling. She barely knew the redheaded brothers, but she knew when they left, Zayd would be going with them. She took a few deep breaths and calmed her sobs. Silent tears continued to fall from her eyes. “Her eyes,” Kahn said in awe, looking toward Zayd. Zayd gave a silent nod. “Prettier when she cries, I know,” he agreed, “But I hate to see her this way.” Lilyan grew annoyed that they were talking about her while she was right in front of them. She tried to stand but Zayd's strong arms held her in place. “What t