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I see, said Wylla, bobbing her head as though she recognized the name. She supposed Mahler had said something like that. I heard your name around, but they said you like being called Quailshit, does that ring a bell? She was teasing. It was cruel; crueler still that she delivered it with such deadpan monotony as to seem serious about it, even though she couldn’t mask the mirth in her eyes.

Mahler? Never met ‘im. Just thought I’d come say hi to the new guy. It was more socialisation than she’d managed in… Oh, several months now? There was Kukutux, she had spoken quite a lot with the northern woman on their way to Rivenwood, and her hunt with Druid, but since returning home, she spent most of her time with her mate and daughter.

So. What’s a new guy like t’do? she wondered as she beckoned for him to walk with her, maintaing that casual but slinking tone that teetered somewhere between friendly and threatening. She was still just playing, but no one would blame Ålesund if he was offended by it.

They walked and talked.