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Aquene hummed softly at her statements, watching as her friend really processed what she was asking and proposed a few of her own interpretations. She supposed she was right; if there was something that the Imperator wanted her to do as part of her tasks, then she would be asked to do it… it was her role to guide, to be a mother… admittedly, the idea was far less daunting than it might have been even a few months prior… she at least had some experience in that regard now.
 
“I suppose… with Tamar gone, we do not have anyone for housekeeping, for seeing to the quarters from day to day… and we could always use more involved in the healing arts.” But perhaps that was her own bias as a healer. “Perhaps even some scouts… someone more set with diplomacy who does not necessarily fight? It could even be someone retired from the soldier ranks… sometimes I fear sending soldiers on diplomatic missions might… cause tensions, with those we are trying to align with.” It was all proposed more as a question, almost like she wanted Towhee’s opinion on her thoughts as well as she tried to navigate this new role.