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Ty shook her head. "No, but I'm also not superstitious." She didn't believe in fate, but she also didn't believe that places held any sort of significance: good or bad. This was a place she had once known, so it made perfect sense to come back here, didn't it? She was familiar with the land, which made it easier to traverse. Perhaps it was unfortunate that there wasn't more new land to explore, but she could let that go with ease.

"And you?" she asked, wondering if he had some reason to think that of her. Perhaps she put off that vibe. Or maybe that sliver of her history made him question why she had come back here if she'd only had bad luck. Then again, her luck elsewhere had not been any better. Perhaps she was destined for a series of bad lucks.