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there is something indefinitely comforting about being told the words i don't blame you by his father; and the fact that he finds it so relieving and comforting shocks cyron for a moment. he hadn't realized that he'd been worrying that mawk would until he was reassured that he didn't. thank you, dad. cyron says with another soft clear of his throat, ears slicking back to rest at half mast atop his skull as he processes and catalogs those emotions.

the question pops up then: inevitable as it was from the start. should he call for valette? and with it question of cyron's own: things he's already pondered but show up again with more insistency than they had before. would she allow his return? should she allow his return? after the depressed and easily triggered shell he'd been last time she'd seen him? it wouldn't hurt to ask her. to get that closure personally rather than just assuming either way. yeah, cyron replied after a prolonged moment of contemplation. call for her.