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I heard him this morning. [A soft voice, full of reverence and close to tears.] Thought I was fucking dreaming, but he didn't stop his squawking until I was sure. [She gives one of those humorless laughs that's people give when they're trying not cry, breathless and embarrassed.] Shit. Am I grown woman, or what, I can handle being by myself. [Her breath hitches, there go the waterworks.] Shit. I missed his voice. I missed all their voices.

[Paderau's current crying location is this small altar she built in the woods, for those more inclined to action.]

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Doesn't make for a lot of privacy, but yeah, I'd rather have it than not. Having it quiet was the nastiest part.

Because you're alone? Or because you're not used to it? Or maybe...both.

Some of both. I'm used to knowing what they're doin', when they need made help. They're just kids, they get themselves into trouble.

[a small smile can be heard in her voice.]

You sound like like a friend of mine.

Yeah? Who's that?

He's not here...I guess he couldn't be, since he's a man. But he was always looking after us. me, and my other friend.

You get yourself into trouble, hon?

[oh, trouble is an understatement. Something in her chest twinges, and her laugh is a bit nervous, betraying that.]

Pretty much. But he was always there to help. [To being me back no matter what.]

You let me know if you need help, wouldn't do to let your buddy down.

[she's genuinely surprised and...maybe a little pleased at the offer.]

Really? You sound like you've got your hands full...

Nah, lookin' out for the chicklings is kind of in my job description. You got a name? I'll add you to my list.

[chicklings?]

I'm Xion. [the "X" is pronounced with a soft "sh".]

Nice to meet you, Xion. I'm Paderau.

[she waves a little back.]

Paderau. Your hair is the same color as his, too.

Sounds like fate to me, babe.

Fate...

[could that be it? Even being here, not disappearing...was it meant to be?]

I'd be happy if it were true. I'm so lucky to be able to meet new people.

Hey, girly, if it weren't meant to be it wouldn't have happened. And you can take that sucker to the bank.

You mean...even the bad stuff happens for a reason?

'Reason' is a strong word.

Is there a better word?

Not really.

It happened, so it is. I mean, folks are never gonna understand it, they've just gotta live it, so why waste your time fussing over the details of why?

It's just...

[she trails off for a moment, trying to think of how to explain her worries without too many details.]

If something bad has to happen...it might be nice to know why. Maybe then things could be fixed, or someone could stop it from happening again...

Some things there's no stopping, no matter how hard you fight. But... that doesn't always mean it's not worth fighting for.

[no matter how hard you fight. Her stomach clenches at that. It was like this woman knew...but no, it was a coincidence. Or maybe these kinds of things happened more often then she thought.]

...you're right.

Thanks.

Don't look so down, baby.

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