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“Ah.” Rana considered the question for a moment. “It feels… a little boxy. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing! Just a difference I’ve noted. It felt like the hallways were ...

“Right.” What was he asking? If she thought his home was shit by comparison? That seemed rude.

“How do you mean?”

“Sure!” She smiled at him. “That sounds nice. Thank you.”

(I just spilled gas at work and it’s radiating through the whole building ;-; ) Rana nodded a little. “I’m glad for you.”

“That’s good of them.” Rana nodded. “They all seem to care for you quite a lot.”

“Truly.” Rana glanced over at him. “Did it help having three parents, at least?”

“I’ve met some of them a couple times,” she shrugged. “They’re more like cousins than siblings, though. It’s a little funny, having siblings you didn’t grow up with. I was ...

(Gotcha. I edited my last message ^^)

Rana smirked a little, figuring she knew what he really meant. “I mean, I suppose if we’re considering ALL of my father’s children, she’s not the youngest. But he only ...

“Ah… I guess I can’t guarantee he won’t do that, then. But… it seems unlikely. He’ll probably want to keep her close. Baby of the family and all.”

“She’s also only eleven,” Rana pointed out. “That’s too little for marriage. She needs a few years yet to get an education and grow up a bit.”

“Excellent question,” Rana answered, dipping her head to him as she exited. “Thank you… as I mentioned, he hadn’t told me I was going to stay up here before we ...

“Oh… sorry.” She nodded and stepped towards the door.

“Fair enough.” She nodded. “How did they come across her? Surely they don’t keep slaves?”