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Leana jumped again when Con jerked something from his belt, but… it just looked like the pummel of a sword. It could be dangerous. But when swords were a mite scarce…

Con’s lensed gaze seemed to be surveying Leana and the small clump of others. She felt miniscule, but noticed.

He removed his helmet, then but her mind was on the unnamed man’s words. His thrill at the mention of Nithel’s name. Her heart skipped a beat and then leapt with hope. He knows my father. She almost interrupted Con, but managed to keep her mouth clamped shut.

”Would you please tell me what this place is if you know?” His tone was stunningly polite as he looked into her eyes. Gentle. But strong.

Battered by war. Whose weren’t, these days?  She liked his beard, and heard his words, even though her mind was pulling in a different direction.

“I don’t know, sir.” Leana’s voice was soft, but clear. She looked at Unnamed, beside her, thoughts running still. Tears of joy sprung to her eyes, but she tried to hold them down. You know my father? Con would want them to say where they were. She did too. But… “You know my father, sir?” Her voice had no tone, only air. “You- He is alive, still, isn’t he? When was the last time you saw him? Was my brother with him?” She begged the Star Breather they were alright, even if not safe. Father always said He heard. Father acted like he knew Him. She still didn’t understand, but she believed Nithel despite that.

@this-is-not-an-alien There is a six-year-old, too! 🥰
And a toddler Nithel hasn’t met yet!

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