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glaukos was silent and germanicus was thankful not to speak.

he dutifully made as many trips to and fro as was necessary. on the last, they would return to tamar standing above the foxes. she was stricken but resolute.

"take yours," he told glaukos, slinging the two he himself had chosen over his shoulders. he would skin them and do what he could with the hides. 

a nod to the plebian wife and then he was headed away from them both.