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Atka tensed as the small woman approached. Her demeanor was different than Thyra's, but she reminded herself this was their home. It would be normal for this stranger to be firm in this interaction. Atka opened her mouth to reply, but her jaw remained slack as she lost the words. She turned to glance at Dreven for a brief moment before inhaling a sharp breath.

❝As Dreven said, we are searching.❞ There was a pause in her speech again until she looked back to woman. ❝We weren't sure if this area was home to others.❞

❝If we are not welcome here, we can make our exit.❞ Though her words were straightforward, Atka made sure her tone was soft.