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"Mmmm..." Falwasi hummed with a pensive expression. "You don't doubt," she repeated, "But you don't trust either." And he had no reason to. They were mere acquaintances at this stage.

At that she walked casually away from the male, no more than a few feet, before turning around and walking back towards her original position. Falwasi had few habits of her own, which consisted of pacing, and other pastimes. She would discover a retraceable pattern and train over it so many times that the grass would be mowed down to nothingness. The repetition was anticipated, and therefore solid. Safe for her thoughts.

She sat down and looked at Mordecai solemnly for a moment before engaging quietly: "Do you have any other habits?" The reason for this, she knew, was that the male looked to be more or less composed and tame, but their conversation was divergent to his demeanour. Then again, the same could be spoken for Falwasi.