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Tegan. Easy enough to remember, to associatr a name with a face. Not that the boy was forgettable either, it wasn't like it was every day he came across someone boasting that they were the best scout ever. While the jury remained out om that case, their dissolving meeting was stumbling over the usual introductions.

"I'm Dirge," he said, traces of his smile still lingering. He sure their paths would cross again eventually, at least if Tegan hoped to hold onto that boast of being the best scout ever. "Good luck with your task," he went on to offer, affording the boy a chance to excuse himself if he so desired. The day was still young; either of them could cover ample ground if they chose.

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