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Kiwi winced when Aerasha's extended hey hit her ears.  She'd probably get used to it eventually, but the woman's entire manner was so opposite hers that it still grated.  She'd been puzzled since their fight on where exactly to fit Aerasha, and had been thinking on a task she could give her to prove some manner of worth at least.  Lover, not a fighter....

Hey, Aerasha.  Kiwi turned to her and smiled.  What do you need?  Perfectly friendly, adverse to the spinning wheels in her mind.  Maybe whatever she had to say would clarify what she needed to do.