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Necessity drove her to seek out a home, though the criteria that followed wasn’t something he could say they met. “Like souls?” he questioned, seeking an elaboration. Everyone there seemed different to him, not a single one like another—save for the trio of sisters but, even amongst them, they differed so greatly from one another. But… maybe their differences didn’t matter too much for the stranger?

“This is Rusalka,” he answered, then followed it with a question of his own. “What do you call yourself?” If she wanted to stay there, he at least had to know her name (and some other stuff, too, probably—but Aningan still isn’t very good at interviews).