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germanicus agreed with a single gesture. "there is something comforting about such silence." out alone in it, a man could reclaim those parts of himself lost to noise. "i can see how such a time would be a respite for a healer," he smiled. "i decided to take it up, and already my mind swims with names."

it was a skill to be praised, he decided. arlette, he hoped, would receive the same accolades from these saints. "do you practice healing in worship of a god?" he inquired politely, hoping to know more about the title the pale woman carried.