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She brushed off his concern with a shake of her head and a smile. "I'm fine, really." It was sore, and it would likely bruise, but nothing she hadn't recovered from before. The cut on her head from the hunt with Drogon had healed within a few days--didn't even leave a scar.

"Go ahead and eat, but yeah, I was just wondering earlier where you come from originally," she answered, giving him a curious look. "You said you were new here. I wasn't sure if you're a northerner like me, or if you come from someplace else."

Her stomach rumbled quietly, and Miyako hoped that Regan did not hear. The gallant wolf would probably nudge her toward the carcass, when he really should be taking his rightful place at first dibs. Let's eat and take this back to the others, she thought impatiently. Maybe Chusi will start to warm up to me once I start proving myself useful.