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”No.” Marcus informed with a shake of his head, eyes still wide in wonder and awe and the unmistakable tinge of fear. ”Even on the tundra with my parents we haven’t seen any.” Or at least, he hadn’t. He wasn’t able to say for sure whether or not his parents had seen any and had chosen to steer him and his sister the other way while out on their training hunts. He suspected the would, given their natures.
Marcus was about to ask Deimos more questions when he noticed the time by way of the long shadows and the mostly melted candles he had lit upon arrival. ”I better be getting home.” Marcus said. ”Thank you for helping me read.” He offered the warden a beaming smile, the fear snuffed out by the distraction of having to get home, lest he face Cordelia’s ire.
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Marcus was about to ask Deimos more questions when he noticed the time by way of the long shadows and the mostly melted candles he had lit upon arrival. ”I better be getting home.” Marcus said. ”Thank you for helping me read.” He offered the warden a beaming smile, the fear snuffed out by the distraction of having to get home, lest he face Cordelia’s ire.
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