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yes, all women, his surprise was endearing, and she let out a small, breathy laugh. our branch of faith was tied heavily to womanhood. prospective mothers would be assigned a mission during their season, and would take a week-long trip to find men from the outside. and then, the women would rear their children together. as a unit. fondness poured from her voice as she spoke.

she admired his capacity for respect and for curiosity — it was such a rare thing to see in such a selfish world; a man not necessarily soft, but comfortable. a man in touch with the world around him.

but that small, warm part of him can be locked away within an instant, she'd begun to learn.

she saw a world of hurt in his eyes, and in turn it hurt her.

here, you can eat, she leaned down to nudge the fawn toward him. a subject change would do him some good. you worked hard for it.