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Tapat mentions that Lotte had briefly seen his pretty grey boy and the gangster makes a note to inquire to her about him later: gleam what he can from her. “I will ask her when I see her,” Smoky promise slips from betwixt his lips, meant to reassure Tapat. There is a terse press of Arturo’s lips as Tapat assures him it’s ok and that he’ll just wait and howl for him. It was a good idea but the gangster’s thoughts flicker to his children and the attention Tapat’s howls for a wolf he sort of remembers doesn’t sit well with Ceannasach. “That could attract unwanted attention,” But Arturo doesn’t know how to help him. “What if you just patrolled the borders with your brother? If your pretty boy was here before then he knows the way back to you.” He suggests with a soft rise and fall of his shoulders. It isn’t much but Arturo doesn’t know how to compensate for Tapat’s memory loss.