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He felt insecure in the interim, knowing that questions would come- though he might surprise his mother in having questions of his own. 

He nodded, eager to dispel the lingering tension. ”Mom I swear I was gonna tell you,” he said. ”We were just gonna take a trip to the sea, so she could see the island she grew up on- but then she came running at me like a day later, covered in blood, saying that we had to run- now- and she just didn’t say why.” 

He shook his head and his ears dropped in shame. ”I thought for a sec…That the thing that killed Dad came back, so we ran, but…She led us too far away, and we got lost and…She didn’t ever tell me what had happened”

His voice caught. ”It felt…Bad. So when I had a minute to myself, and I saw the Caldera I just…Left her, and ran back.” She had brought a fish with her, but he had no appetite. ”I’m sorry Mama, I really was gonna ask you before we left but it just…”[/b]