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Kendra rolled her eyes a bit as the bat repeated that she was the night queen's mother and blah blah. She had heard it several times. But she just didn't want to take away potema's title. She seemed keen on it. Kendra was not. "I am kendra," she agreed. The young girl shifted closer to the bat.

She nodded slowly, understanding for the first time. So that was how things worked. She talked with Potema and as it turned out she liked the mental stuff, she liked to think and have weird thoughts. The girl looked at the bat. "I like to learn. And I think you are right then," she agreed with him. The young girl looked at the bat curiously. "Do you have more to teach me?"