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    “Will you teach me some of your language?” The question came abruptly from his mouth whilst she was in the midst of braiding his hair, but his tone was gentle and soft so as not to startle her. “I mean, not necessarily right this second, but one day, perhaps? I am a quick learner.”

The question was sudden, and it made her feel fluttery. Hands stilling their nimble work. “Of course.” Soft; sweet; gentle, her words were lined with a smile as she resumed her handiwork. “Do you wish to communicate to the others?”
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