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Shreya nodded at the apology, not accepting it on her own behalf but on behalf of the kid's self-worth. It was, in a way, good that he should feel bad about putting himself down. And she did genuinely hope that he'd try out his water-carrying technique to good effect.

You're quite welcome. And yes, you've deserved a meal. I'm off for a roam, she said, nose twitching away droplets of water he'd splattered on her, Be sure to call on me if you have any further need of a mentor... and bring something to eat. She made to leave. Okay m'boy?