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Osiris listened, humbled by Leta's praises. "You're right," he agreed. "We are making a lot of progress—I feel like we just started?" Technically, they had, but they were quickly getting closer to officially claiming the territory with their combined efforts; he was incredibly proud of the work that they had done so far. Leta went on to further express her familial feelings towards their group. "I would choose again and again for you to be apart of this family, too," he added, wanting to assure her that the feelings were mutual. She'd be his first choice for everything, always. 

When she asked for his help, he obliged immediately. He hadn't invested much of his thought surrounding That Day; he saw no reason to mourn the wicked. "You did what you could," he assured her, his voice soft. "You had only just started your training—I'm sure that guy had years of experience." Hesitantly, he took a step closer to her, wanting to comfort her. "You'll get there one day, and I will too," after all, he had barely managed to best Fallstag. 

"A hunt would be good," he agreed. "Yeah, we'll rally and hunt when we have officially formed."