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her Sister explained, and she listened, rapt—Kalika spoke of troubles, but of the Mothers unburdening her by Their ever-listening ear. I am so glad to hear this, Galateia spoke, her voice pleased, and then, it took on a more worried tone as Galateia fret: are you troubled still, dear Kalika? I, too, am hear to listen should you ever have need, Galateia wished to be there for the pale siren, as she was there for her! 

as for her own healing, Galateia stretched out a foreleg. thank-you, she responded softly, eyes warming—she hadn't the slightest idea of how lovely she was, truly!—before responding, and you are as beautiful as ever! I am able to walk short-distances alone, now! still, I am unsteady, but I am on my way; I require escorts, still, she frowned at this, but was quite grateful for all those whom worked with her to help her recover. her legs still felt as though the muscles within had caught fire, but she felt certain that this too would end. I speak with the Mothers everyday; They give me patience, They give me hope, she breathed serenely.