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sequoia, too, caught his gaze. mahler turned to approach with a flick of his tail, and deposited the bird upon the ground between them. "if somevone vithout longevity challenges you in any vay, it is your right and your role to punish that."
"i choose for this place. i choose for myself. i told you, if u vant a family, you choose the man. arcas works off a debt to me," the gargoyle said softly, lavender eyes searching her features. "the assessment of him belongs to me, for clearly he is not good enough for you to consider." a brief humour. "air your grievances to me privately. not haughty before the ears of the man you seek to disdain."