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She listened intently to her teacher, father, leader and caretaker - wondering how one could be so much of another. Arturo was the one she was not able to lose - was not allowed to lose for her own good, and that of him. She found she brought out the best and the worst out of him, and he did the exact same thing to her. It was how she had come to understand the man, now her father, and she was glad that she had spoken to him at the meeting. Who knew what had happened to her if she had not talked to him that day? When she were still so small, while now she walked the way of a heir and that of a teenager with a lust for adventure and danger. I'd pick the rock... She said softly. She understood what he was saying, what he meant, but it had felt like something worth sharing.

Her ears drooped. So, when she were an adult and perhaps a scout by trade, she would still not be allowed up there without a guide? Yeah, right. As soon as she would hit the adult ranks, she would go out alone. Being an adult, she knew, she carried the freedom at a cost, but it was something she was willing to do so she could make her own mistakes. Am I a' least allowed to go to the coast on mah own? I wanna visit Szymon and Lotte soon. She asked sweetly.