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He knows that the Verapaz of before would have destroyed this woman, the same way it surely destroyed Leto. The thought alone brings some sadness to his eyes.

Margarida. He repeats, tail twitching as he aims to etch the name into his memory. It's a habit he had kept throughout the years, memorising the names of each he comes across. Once, it had been a necessary skill.

She is alone, as Kemal could have guessed. He doubted that if she had company, they would have left her to wander. It was far too close to the season for that. Verapaz would welcome you. He promises, turning his head northwards to the pass. We live for family, and our members are well fed. From her thin body, he can guess she would benefit from this. But our members are sworn to silence. That is our loyalty to each other.

He eyes her, searching for a reaction. Would you be able to handle that?