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I hope so, he muttered, stubbornly squaring his shoulders, and then found his humor again when Lolita mentioned Bhediya. Weel, I hope we're a great deal more than friends, he remarked, chuckling. I'm steering it that way, aye. Just takes a wee bit o' patience.

For Bhediya, he had all the patience in the world.

Pygmalion gave Lita another gentle shove, laughing. As if ye had enough sisters a'ready, he added. What's one more, aye? The dark-furred woman would stick out tremendously in the sea of plush white that was the Pangloss clan, but that was what made her special. She was different. Unique.

Sighing slightly, he brought himself back to the present, nodding in the direction of the standing stones. Shall we? he asked, with some reluctance.

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