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he dipped his head. "a pleasure. i vill come." silent lavender gaze followed kavik as the man departed diaspora, and he was a trustworthy enough sort that mahler did not feel obligated to ensure he left the territory.
instead, the man turned upon his heel to seek out a nursing mother, and perhaps tarry in her presence and that of her children for some time before he sought out another patient.