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He let her vent her anger with a bland face, knowing that she wasn't lashing out at him as much anymore, but the demons she'd been fighting since Heda's death. It was over fairly quickly, with her declaration of needing to be alone--a sentiment he wholeheartedly agreed with.

Take care, Blodreina, Vercingetorix said, his tone more gentle than usual. He watched the warrioress pad away before departing himself, feeling the heat of her words against him and his role as cheka still burning.