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Mahler continued to speak while Ainhoa stepped down from her small height. Knowing that this was another Eisen made her uncomfortable sitting above him, so she settled a few feet away, belly flush against the ground. I was born in the mountains, she explained, This is similar to home, for me. It wasn't exactly like the heights she'd known as a child, but the two shared a resemblance.

She shook her head and sounded a small laugh. Oh, no, I'm not good in salty water. It occurred to her then that she might have offended him, so she added a quiet, I'm sorry, to conclude. Once more did Ainhoa turn away, this time to face the space in between her paws.