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Ashlar was startled first by Prophet's appearance, second by his question. It caught the bard off guard, mid-thought, and he lost the thread he'd gathered. He did not mind it, though. He had found no words yet.

Oh, n- no. He was Hæland and could not be anything else. He hunted, but somehow, Ashlar felt the hunters who held this strength were expected for more.

He fell quiet, suddenly awkward around the man who shared so much with Avicus. Even if he had known what she wanted from him, at the time, Ashlar knew he would never be what Prophet was. He would never stand at her side. It left him conflicted.

Is it different? Having... being a father? He asked finally, working up the courage. Augur knew but Prophet did not. Ashlar still quietly struggled with the question of his own, soon to come, and whether he should even let them know him. Especially now - perhaps it was best they forget.