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That seems kind of young to lock yourself into one path, he commented with a frown. What if you change your mind later? he was assigned his role even earlier than that, but it wasn't like he knew any better at nine months old either. And the older he got, the more he realized he wanted something different than the life that had been chosen for him. What if followers of her religion realized the same thing? Would they be forced to continue practicing something they no longer had a calling for? 

Her answer made him chuckle a little, and he leaned into her affection, his skin heating in response to her touch. Maybe? he asked, gently nipping her chin in playful reprimand.