[Shaking her head slowly, she sits on her haunches in front of him, trying to catch his gaze with her own. Some would probably hail him as a hero, certainly, but the rest -- those who wished to see the new lives grow -- would not. They'd be torn once again, which perhaps is an even worse situation than unanimously casting him out.]
What if...
[Irhya still doesn't know entirely what she's about to say, but it's time to toss forth whatever idea she can reach to keep him from falling down again.]
What if we went somewhere different, instead? The two of us?
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What if...
[Irhya still doesn't know entirely what she's about to say, but it's time to toss forth whatever idea she can reach to keep him from falling down again.]
What if we went somewhere different, instead? The two of us?