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Frowning a little, Amun gave Maea's hands a gentle squeeze. "If you want to stop talking about this, just say the word." His voice was soft. "I cannot speak to her intentions. But she treats her Ascended as her children. I imagine any mother would be sad to have a...miscarriage, I suppose you could call it." It came out tentatively, since he really wasn't certain on that point.
Still holding her, he offered a hesitant smile. "A trial. What sort of trial?" To him, it didn't sound too far off from what Maea had described, but he was careful not to say that. "Also...you may want to speak to Rexanna about this. I know she is both Ascended and Abandoned, so she might have answers both of us lack."
Still holding her, he offered a hesitant smile. "A trial. What sort of trial?" To him, it didn't sound too far off from what Maea had described, but he was careful not to say that. "Also...you may want to speak to Rexanna about this. I know she is both Ascended and Abandoned, so she might have answers both of us lack."
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