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With the male’s statement, she could agree. Children were pure, lacking the corruption that many of life’s events created. For that, they needed to be protected just as much as they needed to be guided, as the decisions made in one’s youth would shape their future. This was something that Asterr knew well, and was glad to hear another speak the words that she’d never thought to say; in the Draconid Tribe, such knowledge was known by all, and therefore was not in need of being spoken aloud. To stay silent when it came to said beliefs was just one of the many habits that she’d brought along with her from the place she’d been born, but whether or not that was a good thing had yet to be decided.

It was with a small, albeit somewhat unsettled, smile that the vessel nodded. “I hope that they will, as well,” she said, despite her doubts. “Please, be wary of Airi. She is… troubled, one might say. Do not take what all she might say to heart, for she is still learning.” Learning to behave, and to respect those around her. It was the mother’s hope that she might someday master such skills, but the better half of her knew better than to hold her breath whilst waiting for that day to come.