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I am sooo sloowwwww *falls over* ;_;

A small frown tightened her lips as Dante responded to her story. A part of her had wanted him to brush it off; to tell her she was being silly worrying so much about it. She wasn't at all surprised that he hadn't, but the girl could dream. Fin didn't want to be so bothered by this. She didn't want to worry about him or to wonder. She actually had attempted for a while to fool herself into thinking that he was a lunatic and had made the whole thing up. That hadn't worked out so well, and it didn't seem that Dante was going to give her any similar sort of justification.

"I met him in that meadow beyond the mountains to the East. I think it's called Wapun?" Fin replied, butchering the pronounciation of the name as she really didn't know any better. "I've considered going and looking for him again, but I dunno... I asked if there was a pack near there and he said no, so I'm not sure where I would even start."

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