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The official welcome was accepted with a comical nod. Mathieu entered into the territory with a tempo'd walk, stepping in beat to each of the leader's words. Glad I didn't sell my soul, he joked. The chances of him taking up healing long-term were slim to none, so he was relieved to learn that this wasn't an obligation. Mal, Mango, and Mathieu. Wonder who's gonna get mixed up first.

He continued to listen, finding himself amused by Mal's presence. Chicks, man, he snorted, shaking his head in silent disapproval. Women were too hard to figure out, but Matty didn't mind; he didn't plan to start courting anytime soon, so being a douche didn't present any immediate consequences. Are there any of them here? I was related to all of the girls back home. It didn't make for the most ideal situation as a growing boy.