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Olive smiled, blissfully listening to her brother talk. Even still, in his words, she could find at least a small, somber element. She knew Cortez had chosen to leave Calder, but every so often, Olive began to wonder about his true motives. What had happened?

She could listen to her brother speak about their childhood all day, and reminisce about their naturalist parents, or their gregarious brother, but she wanted to stop all this before her brother was sent spiraling.  “Haha, Oh Cort,” she laughed it off. “Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy.” And with that, she laid upon her side to grab a quick snooze.