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The woman seems apathetic at first, but her next words are unexpectedly kind — if unhelpful. She glances up at her again, struck by how oddly familiar she seems. I'm Myrren, She says after a moment, deciding introductions are called for now; she doesn't exactly know what to do with the woman's odd kindness, but she isn't about to scorn it. Perhaps she can make a friendly acquaintance, if nothing else. Have you always lived at the Creek?