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"hmph." skorpa was amused and even charmed by the tiny insistence of the boy. his eyes twinkled, a shade of the father he was to be. "can be both," he assured mother and son, standing back to address them both. "is good for baby — be fat. health. good."

again he glanced to the child, and again his eyes softened. "what name you have gaven?" skorpa asked next, carefully. he did not want to be perceived as offering any more slight, out of his depth as well.

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