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"You too," Sugar replied when Fig decided to disembark. "Don't be a stranger." Those words lingered in her mind even as her attention returned to her elder brother. She wondered if he would want to stay, if maybe he needed her to stick around a while. She couldn't; she was on a mission. She bit her lip.

But he didn't say anything to that end, simply offering a soft, "Yeah." Sugar released her lip and told him, "Tegan and Bat just welcomed their first litter the other day. Mom and babies are all doing well." She wouldn't have left so soon after their birth otherwise. "They named one Finley Elwood," she shared, already quiet voice becoming little more than a murmur as the bittersweet words left her lips. Tegan and Bat had no idea the weight those names truly carried now.

"And," she continued with the next breath, "I'm officially a medic now, thanks in part to you introducing me to the field of study way back when." She favored Eljay with a smile, even if it didn't quite reach her black eyes. She hesitated before adding, "I've actually come to enjoy traveling so much that it's my intention to sort of wander the wilds, offering my services as a traveling medic: a 'nomedic,' if you will." Now her eyes did twinkle a bit. Did he get the pun?