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The words immediately made Aquillius snap into position, the gangly boy’s form sharpening just as much as his eyes.

He relaxed a moment later, giving his father a tiny smile.

Thank you, father. He said, though raspy from thirst. He could taste dust on his tongue, and it made his nose scrunch for a moment, smacking his lips. The crunch of dirt particles between his teeth wasn’t pleasant.