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"Unlikely creatures make unlikely pairs. Why do you think it has to be pairs? Why not threes, fours and fives?" Dwin's mind at this point was like a mountain goat. It hopped from topic to topic, never staying in place for too long in fear of falling down. "Wouldn't it be fun to have two mums and three dads. Or even better mods and dams?" she looked up, picturing this kind of scenario. Well, she had grown up with more than just two adults in charge of her, but they had been called aunts and uncles regardless of their relation to the children. "Which one you would prefer better - a two or mores?" she asked with an absolute ease of a person, who has no tact and filters. "I think that having a reserve is good. Just in case."

However hard was it for Dwin to listen to the end, what others had to say, Val managed to catch her full attention with his view on the origin of names. It was just as a fascinating thought - the thousand names - as, when you tried to think outside the boundaries of planet Earth, Solar System, Milky way and then realize that you are a speck of dust subjected to chance. "You are good story-teller, you know?" she praised him, smiling sincerely.