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Helix nods her confirmation. If Heda has arrived to Trigeda before his departure, he likely wouldn’t be standing here. She is glad for it. In the wake of Lava’s absence, it will be nice to have family around, even if they are strained. Perhaps him going to the cliffside will give them a chance to heal together, maybe he will one day understand her actions had simply been a mistake, but she does not have time to properly think this through. 

Relief floods her when he denies her request and she watches his expression fade away and look elsewhere. It’s a start. She’s still his mother. They don’t have to hide it. 

She doesn’t get a chance to respond before Blixen does show up and slowly the warrior turns her head, looking at the young commander. She sees such youthful features still and she hopes the position will not harden her too soon. “This is Eastwood, my other son,” she informs, slipping into the common tongue as Blixen speaks. “He’s here to be part of Drageda, if you’ll have him.”