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The answers received were none too surprising. Inuits, both male and female, were strong and noble beings, easily able to look after themselves. Still, he nodded and considered her answer as if it was unexpected, assuring himself that it would be enough for his decision to remain unquestioned. “Hunters are always needed, which you probably know already,” he noted aloud. “Warriors, too. Especially now…” Letting his voice trail off towards the end, he gave a slow shake of his head, shooing the thoughts of the war away—it was neither the time nor the place.

“Would you be willing to offer your strength to us in the coming weeks?” he asked then, more so out of curiosity than necessity. Whilst he still had a nagging sense to accept her right away, he couldn’t act so carelessly, not now. To be sucked in by the promise of another Inuk couldn’t be his only reason for granting her entry—surely, she would never be accepted by the others if he did so.