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His own laugh echoed hers, although he wondered at the letting go of things out of one's control. Massaraq knew he could not bring either of his sisters back, and yet...it was hard not to wish that he could have changed it, to not resent the grief his brought his family and rage against the what could have been. He tipped his head in agreement at her well wishes, glad for the change of subject warm thanks pouring from his lips. "Thank you." While the future was uncertain he was not so young to think that life did not go on and he knew that there would be new life in the villages.

His head swayed, a bob of his head. After all home was dear to him but he enjoyed the feeling of earth beneath his paws, it was the faces of family that he missed most. "My brothers went on journeys too I'm not sure if they'll be back, but my mother and father and friend Ajei. I don't want them to be sad but I...I guess I hope they miss me too." A curl of worry on his tongue at the last part. He was used to wishing that his family was happy, and yet a part of him could not help but hope that they did miss him, that a part of them did occasionally look the horizon and wonder after him out of sight.