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Ah, yes, Ariadne replied, Dutch of the White Spine. I know him well. He is kind and a hard worker—already doing so much after just joining! She'd been impressed with his work ethic.

There was a step outside; anaa's eyes cooled; she felt relief when she recognized Kilgitsuk at her doorstep. She lowered her head, hoping to meet his gaze, and if she were lucky enough to, she'd invite him in with a quick, fleeting glance.

While waiting on the trader, Kukutux continued talking, sharing news of her brothers and their accomplishments. I will keep an eye out if I find any women suitable for him, and send them your way, she promised, already feeling excitement at the prospect of playing matchmaker like anaa. You know, I have always wished to make pairs like you do, anaa. Can you teach me your ways?

As for Kivaluk, whom Ariadne scarcely considered her brother, she nodded. A part of her envied the young man—who already lived as husband and wife with his partner —and that glean in her eye could not be concealed. Will there be a ceremony for them? she asked, wondering how much Kilgitsuk had heard.