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chickadee was too enthused to see the pensiveness in maia's words, the slight lessening of expectation. they were both still golden with youth in her mind, the girlish thought of a young one who has not seen because she has not wished to see.
but this sentiment was tempered by maia's mention of new siblings, or rather, the lack thereof. a small frown creased her face, but disappeared as soon as it had come. "i bet dwin and i will have enough kids to fill the caldera," she joked, pretending as though dwin was definitely aboard with that idea.