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another shrug, and a humorless chuckle. she admires how Masque has stepped in—and sees Ashlar in her helpfulness.

foodh, mmhm, Avicus replies, nodding. foodh make 'em 'hhrong. 

she sighs and settles upon her haunches, regarding her bloody-masked daughter with a proud stare. she'd grown well, albeit lanky. she thinks Prophet is to commend; the colors match up.

but she'd never know.

how're you? she asks idly, cocking her head.