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This is the last for Sakai! I can start a new one for us if you'd like.

The tradesman chuckled lightly at her question but his face stayed hardened in thought. Often times Sakai was unable to pinpoint exactly what was on his mind and his thoughts were usually a blur, but not today. "My sister." There was no amusement to his words for once, no witty comment and no further explanation. His gaze had found its way back to the opening of his den, looking as if to see her again. Darker than him, but not by much.

"Tamar, I must excuse myself. You've been great company." The assurance was coupled with a genuine smile and bow of the head before hardening again and slinking from the dwelling. He needed to go for a run.