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He's alive. Derg moves, starting toward her and calling her name, and for a moment all of Keen's worries vanish. They come back quickly, of course; he's wounded, and — Sorry! She gasps as sand flies into his face, moving forward to clean it away with frantic, affectionate licks if Derg allows it. She catches a glimpse of his grin as she moves, and her heart jumps. Words are lost to her for the moment; all she can do is quietly appreciate their reunion.