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Had Dwin known that this young man, who had patiently listened to all her cheerful banter, attempted to keep up and humoured her, had been ready to escort her back, she would have felt flattered. Yes, she had claimed that she was Dwin first and foremost, second - Blackthorn, and only third - a girl, there would have still been a sense of smugness for having a companion. Just imagine Dee's face! Yet this line of thought never materialized, because Val did not attempt to persuade to go home and/or offer his service. 

"The longer I am away from home, the weaker those memories become. The scent is lost and so are the visuals," she explained. "I am also not sure I want to dream about Brecheliant - it does not make me very happy, when I wake up again," she shared in a rare moment of vulnerability. "I am also not sure that they would be happy to have me in their dreams too. They did not want me to go," she explained, raising to her feet and approaching Val to see, what he was about to show. 

"There is life under sand?" she asked, leaning down and turning her head to listen with one ear.