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the pact thus sealed, Avicus relaxes even more in the company of not just a familiar face, but an ally. a friend. she hasn't had many of those in life, and while she'll never have the sort of sentimentality toward friendships as others might, the concept is no doubt a benefit.

to have friends at her side, at her back—she'll need every last one of them.

and she's never been, either, the type to pick up on emotions, but Erzulie's body language speaks louder than any words. how ihh' your pack? she asks softly, indigo gaze sweeping across the forest behind them in illustration.