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bridget was kind. teya suspected, perhaps, that the red-masque meant to distract her. or that had been her first thought, before she saw how passionate the faery was of these things unknown by the rest of brecheliant. "you teach them," the raven suggested. she was fascinated by the determined cast to bridget's features; it was for this aspect she had fallen so hard.
for a span of time she considered what the other asked. it was not something she had considered before. not before wraen. this tightened her mouth, but teya relented. "i come back. come back here. start again." why explore the world that came after when she was not yet done in their own? "you?"