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"Oh, yeah?" he asked with genuine interest when she told him why she was slinking about in the darkness. "May I join you?" he asked in the next beat before explaining, "My dad was a Skywatcher. It was never really my thing, though I enjoyed sitting with him some nights and listening to him talk about the night skies. I haven't gone stargazing since before I left Flightless Falcons." Left was a forgiving word for what had really happened, yet he'd long since healed from that particular wound.