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You be welcome, said Sobo, as glad for an end to their interaction as he imagined Meerkat was. He knew and acknowledged that he had unfairly conflated her with his father, and that his poor treatment of her could not continue, but it would take time for his feelings to settle. Their first meeting had not gone well in his eyes. Instead of trying to get to know him, Meerkat had asked him to help her find a gift for his father and then waxed poetic about how wonderful said father was. The father who was making him feel like he was chopped liver. A first impression like that was difficult to change.

He would try, for both their sakes, and maybe one day things would be more pleasant. Sobo couldn't say he was sad Meerkat wanted to part ways so soon, though. Like her, he knew things would only be awkward if they tried to drag things out. Baby steps. Take care, he said with a small dip of his head before returning to the sea cave, where he had a couple other small projects stashed.