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Slowly but surely, the pieces were settling into position, like dust falling slowly to cover the floor of an abandoned house. Pura's emotional deficiencies necessitated clear and precise instruction - particularly when it came to a subject that relied so heavily on gut feeling. He nodded slowly along with Peregrine, his freckled nose scrunching up with effort as he began to make connections.

"Nana.. s-sacred," he told his leader firmly, staring up with big, expectant eyes. Though it had birthed him, Pura had no connection to the large body that lay half-exposed in the grave behind him, but Saēna was a very obviously important part of his life.