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toula had always been a curious girl, but knew now to stay her tongue until the speaking had ended. politely she listened, though the questions at the tip of her tongue grew in number by the time he was done.
first came, who does Wepwawet go before? she started with, and observed, He sounds as our mazoi do! like a protector! and then the second, and with it the third, ones she truly could not understand: but who would ever harm the Creators? why would they take Their magicks? for Their magick... it is for the good of us all, and to steal it, well, would that not be counterproductive? could it not end them, the thief? undo the world?
she was glad for Wepwawet, she decided at once, and her mind worked wildly to understand even before senmut could explain... but she listened to him, as rapt as she ever was.