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She pulled away from the touch, but Aquene thought nothing of it for it was meant to be comforting. Such touches had always been common amongst women in her life… it did not occur to her that it might not be for others. She offered her genuine soft smile she often carried and nodded once more.
 
Keeping the stories in Mereo? Her eyes widened. “S-stories? What kind of stories?” She asked, curiosity in her tone but a sense of dread in her underbelly. Surely this woman did not mean to keep her history? Aquene knew she would need to think something up on the fly. She hummed and nodded. “Yes, please… if there are pelts that can be brought for when I have patients so they may rest on them?” She asked, having taken to sleeping within the medical den so she was never too far from her supplies. She only had the means to seat one patient in the area where she had taken to sleeping, but it would be nice to have multiple able to rest as a result.