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Sialuk’s question gave Meerkat pause. Of course she wanted to promise her friend she would. But two things made her hesitate: she wasn’t entirely sure she could handle seeing Moonspear, even after all this time. But much more importantly, she wasn’t sure she could be apart from Swordfish.

With Fish so unwell, I’m not sure, she replied slowly but honestly, expression apologetic, but I promise you I’ll try my best to make it work. Even if it’s later on, I will come see you there. Meerkat paused, then thought aloud, It’ll be healing, I think, to see you where you belong, restoring your legacy.

She wanted to hear more about Sialuk’s plans and wouldn’t mind some more specific stories about her travels. Mostly, she just wanted to spend some time in her presence. But she fidgeted inwardly. Though she knew Swordfish was being looked after very well by the others, her whisky eyes found her husband’s face.

We ought to get back to Fish, she said for both their benefits, one of us, at least.

Did Njord mind going for now, so she could take a few more moments to catch up with her dear friend? She hated to dismiss him, though she hated more the thought of Swordfish waking up to find both his parents nowhere to be found.