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"Yeah, he's nice," huffed Wylla, "and off limits." It would take a truly remarkable woman to turn her opinion on her brothers dating anyone around, so it wasn't much of a personal attack on Kaori herself as it was an attack on everyone, but it surely came off that way. Without knowing anything about the other wolf, who was she to say whether Kaori was good enough for her brother? And, after all, she was leaping to conclusions. She wasn't quite riled up enough by hormones to turn Kaori away for the crime of being—gasp!—a woman.

But she didn't backtrack at all, and instead, forged right on ahead. "Sure, whatever, just don't forget to feed her." For the most part, Wylla left Caiaphas and Kierkegaard well enough alone. She preferred to ignore that the sea witch existed at all, and Kierkegaard, despite his promise and use as a guard for Grimnismal, was unfortunately lumped into the same category by association alone. Within the corridors of her mind, Wylla plopped Kaori down in the folder entitled, "who cares," and turned away from the borders. "Come tell me about it when you've learned something," and then she departed, leaving Kaori to freely explore her new home.