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He spoke of caring for those within Rusalka, the sentiment one the bear could appreciate. But caring alone was not enough to keep him there—or, perhaps, it was what drove him away. “I don’t think anyone here would hate you,” he settled for saying first, confident with his words; as far as he could tell, the boy got along we with the others, after all. Aningan wondered who all, besides Tundra, might miss his being there—would they have hoped the young leader to try harder to convince him to stay? He wondered this but, ultimately, it did not matter—Rowan would do what he wanted and the Inuk would not hold him back.

“Do you have somewhere to go?” he asked next, wondering aloud. If he were to leave, whenever it may be, Aningan felt it his duty to ensure he had a place to go beforehand.