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Another male joins the gathering, and Thelxiope can only assume that he is Constantine. He bears himself in the way that she imagines that a leader ought to, and her gaze finds Samothes gratefully as he quickly repeats her words, and adds his own. The word of a pack member is better than the word of a stranger, surely. She dips her head, finding her own words soon after Samothes finishes. "We request a place in your ranks, if you will accept us."