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Kukutux humored his request, perfectly concise yet personal in doing so. He could vaguely align some faces to names with this, and it filled in blanks his own observations so far could not see. To hear, also, that an Ostrega had come to find them (now, of all times) was also interesting--suggested by the small tilt to his head, though well-aware of their vast span of a family tree, generally enough. Norah was only faintly familiar, and of course Meerkat went without saying. There, he had to hang on the words beneath a soft sigh: they have become very loved to me. He thought again of his own fireflies, how everything had gone in the last few months. How losing them hurt so badly.

Good, he murmured, a hint of tiredness weighing more, not helped by the gratitude towards them that he did not know how to express. Moonglow made this out of such disastrous times, and were here to help give them this soft landing they needed. He knew she would deflect it, but he felt he owed them.. something. It was his last shred of anything now, as bitter a realization it truly was. I feel the same.. about the fireflies, the dark son added lowly, pondering how they warmed his heart in such unexpected ways. After losing Osiris and Atlas, this seemed.. magnified. I'm thankful, he said quietly.