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It's nice to meet you, Rhode, Preeti said. His insistence made her grin, even though she desperately wanted him to feed himself as well. Okay, okay, she called after him, watching his retreat. I wish you luck in your next hunt!

Her words were sincere; she wondered if they would cross paths again. Hopefully, she thought, tucking into the fish at her paws. If he didn't learn how to feed himself on his own, she'd have to intervene once more—hopefully with better results than today.