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Mireille put herself in Druid’s position and shared what she would do. Druid made no reply, her eyes dropping to her feet as she contemplated the pros and cons. She hoped the answer would come to her while she stayed here with her friend.

I still want to stay here for a day or two, Druid murmured, bi-colored eyes raising to her friend’s face. Maybe you could tell me that story, she said in regards to Rosalyn’s involvement in a war. Hearing a tale about a strong female warrior might be good for her morale.

I missed you too. I spent a whole day searching for you with your mama, Erzulie. I called and called… did you know you can lose your voice? Her eyes sought Mireille’s even as she leaned into the girl’s affections.