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Chakliux was right. It need not be so blatantly stated, he thought, yet hearing the words clarified something for Kilgitsuk. He had to accept the way things were. Kukutux was a good person, a good mother, and her ways were sound. It pained him to be so alienated from his own blood; yet, that was not necessarily a forever thing. He had spoken with Kivaluk and had a brief hope for more - it would be enough for now. Kilgitsuk was no stranger to hard work.

Let us hunt, he went on to say, feeling the topic was concluded - or, having nothing else to say, and too much to think about. Kilgitsuk missed the days where he could focus on physicality over the turbulence of his worries! A challenge for my new brother! Which of us brings home a seal pelt? Yes?

He laughs and his path peels away from Chakliux at a run.