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"Yes," he said, remember his own time away from the Cheb. "Since I returned home, I've been well." He himself had only been home for a season and now with Larien standing in front of him he felt as if he had been there all along, no longer the family member wandering in from outside of Silrosia.
He and Larien had never been close, in fact he had scarcely said three sentences to her in the last four eras, but he would remedy that. No longer would he treat family as if they would always be around when in fact they wouldn't. It had been a cold, hard lesson he had learned when his brother had passed. He took a breath, swallowing the pain that seemed to rise all too often.
"I would like to catch up with you, perhaps in the morning after you've had a good darkening's rest. Does that sound good to you?" Fenn smiled, finding himself oddly attracted to the beautiful elf before him. She seemed to glimmer in such a way that Fenn couldn't figure out if her glimmering was only in his head or in actuality. It intrigued him.
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