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It took her a moment to answer him. Moss had always been a bit slow to speak, not sct but speak. But it seemed her bout with the veil of death had caused her more so.

It was unnerving and he wasn't sure what to do. She was quiet and stoic and withdrawn
 And he knew something bad was about to happen. He'd bet on it. Though what and why and to who he couldnt tell you. And that just came from observing from a counselors perspective. He hoped he was wrong.

A smile. Thats good. You scared us a little.