I'm not his precious human! I took a deep breath. I'm just his … his friend. And that's what friends do. They protect each other. Ash rolled her eyes. I sat down. Well, it's what human friends do, at least. And it's what the Luxen do, Adam said, staring at his sister. Some just forget that.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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In the book "Onyx" by Jennifer L. Armentrout, a character reflects on the nature of friendship, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and protection among friends. This person acknowledges their role as a friend rather than someone special, recognizing that true friends stand by each other in times of need, regardless of their differences. The sentiment highlights the complexity of relationships, especially when intertwined with otherworldly elements.

As the narrative unfolds, another character, Ash, expresses her skepticism, perhaps questioning the depth of that friendship. Meanwhile, a male character, Adam, reminds Ash of their kinship, suggesting that some beings, like the Luxen, may overlook the duty of friendship. This interplay underlines the central theme of loyalty, hinting at the deeper connections that exist between the characters despite their varied backgrounds.

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