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She heaved a sigh; the idea of change was hard, but she knew it must be so. They would put their pack together, save for the few who had abandoned them. Their resolve had been tested, but at its core, they had been victorious. She pined for Sobo, and for her mothers. Now, she and Mireille had each other to look to, in spite of their shared grief. 

"We will ge t'rough dis, you, me, 
an' de rest of us, for we be Sapphique."