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a quick flick of his lips. "i know that you vill." she had always been capable despite any horrid offering their existence might grant. with one eye and a wound that would surely scar, wylla was still far more competent than mahler often felt or had been.
maybe —
he wet his lips but did not ask it. it was not the time to ask things of wylla. she needed only rest and his care. "speedy is another medic here. her daughter malila is also training. they vere from kaistleoki, but it has disbanded now." the details of things, perhaps things she did not care to know or was ready to know.
but mahler felt that she was. if she wished to be here, he sought an easier footing for her: to return to the faces that had seen his disgrace of her would be untenable. "calcifer has gone off into the vorld to explore it. ephemeris is vone of our newest, a pleasant young man. and argent has come to stay. stigmata's son."
he did not know why he rambled so. perhaps it was only to fill the space with something she might appreciate: information. wylla would make her own assessment of each individual, but to know names was something akin to a higher power.
he did not introduce the children. they had not yet come to an age where they were free to roam far from their dens, and speaking of any infants at this time might shutter the golden eye to him once more.
mahler wished to make not a single contentious step.