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She was on her way to the call, but it seemed one of her members had arrived first. Huā pulled up beside Tzila, looking between her and Mal, who lingered at the borders. She hadn't heard anything said before she came- and so glanced at her warrior. Was this a private chat, for which she should dismiss the woman? She decided against it- if Mal began to discuss their family and such, the empress trusted Tzila would know to remove herself; otherwise the mermaid could direct her if she was too ignorant to respect that privacy. But if this was more political news, she thought Yuèlóng's members had good reason to know everything, especially one with such longetivity as the dark woman beside her. So the empress only looked to Mal with a smile, reaching out to lap affectionately at his cheek before pulling away, Hi, what is up?