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Weejay listened as well as she was able, but in truth she was still very slightly annoyed at how both adults had hidden their feelings from each other. Maybe it was because she was out of the cyclone that was emotional feelings at play, but it was clear as day that both Eljay and Maia had lost many possibilities when they'd said goodbye.

Eljay bit his and Weejay was listening, almost mentally cheering him on -- go on, say it! Say you want to grow! Say you want new experiences! She was so young, so naive to the world, that she still believed a lot of life was good and worth exploring.

"Daddy, you're stuck in a rut." Weejay informed him matter-of-factly, feeling she was in the trench alongside him. "There are no guarantees in life, except uncertainty. That's just life. You can't spend your whole life tucked away in a small space you feel is safe. You'll never grow. Your roots will never stretch out and grow, you'll never get to see all that life has to offer if you just spend all of it in the same tiny little area. It's like the flowers in my garden. They're subsisting, but they're not thriving the way they'd be if they were in an open space on the side of a nice hill, with all the sun and wind and room in the world to grow."