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Her stomach sank a little at his reply, admittedly. Javelina marshaled herself. She had never needed anyone, at least not since leaving this place. She didn’t need him. Yes, she wanted him—right now, at least—but she could figure this out on her own if it came down to it.

Where’s home again? she asked gently, though she distinctly remembered how he’d answered that question the first time: “I’m between places right now.” I think I want to stay here in Rivenwood. This is my home. It always has been, even though… I spent the last two years trying to forget all about it. And I am very good at being on my own, she added with a little smile, so you’re not obligated to stay here with me.

He’d be welcome, of course, if he wanted that. But Javelina pressed her lips together. Glaukos already had a home. She’d already asked enough of him. She wouldn’t keep him from it.