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Eljay had decided to let the thing with Reyes rest for now. He hadn't known Reyes too well — but well enough to know that he and Niamh didn't get along, and had gotten off on the wrong foot initially too — and he didn't know what was going on between him and Niamh. Now that he was kicked out, it seemed like water under the bridge though. There was a mildly unsettling feeling about it all, he felt, especially since they could've used the able bodies to hunt for Niamh and Towhee. But he shelfed that feeling for now. It seemed easier to sweep it under the carpet for now.

Instead, they could talk about other things. Things that connected them rather than the thing that drove them apart. Eljay liked that thought. Some of the broken bridges between himself and Niamh were mended that day.

Niamh said that she was happy for him and Maia, and Eljay smiled appreciatively. Thanks, Niamh, he said softly. I appreciate that. She makes me happy. And everyone knew that it'd taken Eljay a long time to find even glimpses of 'happy' anywhere except in Weejay after Wiffle and his parents passed away. That he found it with Maia meant a lot.