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"Probably what he does with everyone. Heal him, care for him, talk to him. That's what he does for everyone." Al'ika smiled softly. "Father Hallowbrook is the best."
 
Al'ika blushed. "All women are taught how to sew," she explained. "Even I was. It's actually very relaxing." She smiled. "It's actually simple."
 
"Well, it's tricky not to stab your fingers, and to thread the needle," Al'ika confessed. "Why do you like to watch me do it?"
 
After dinner had been cleaned up, Keth and Al'ika went to the tavern. There was lots of angry talk going around about Flish, and Jep and Issak were arguing in the corner.
 
Al'ika ignored the rest of the townspeople and tore the two brothers apart. "Explain," she said frostily. She was angry that these two, of all people, were arguing about her decision. "You will speak one at a time, and if you interrupt the other even once, your asshole will hate you for making me burn it."
 
Al'ika suddenly understood. "I'll be back," she told Keth. She grabbed Jep's shirt. "You're coming with me," she snarled.

She dragged him outside of the tavern and pinned him against the wall. "I understand why you're upset," she said, calmly, her anger lacing her mild concern. "And I understand why you want to do it. HOWEVER, there is a plan in place. Fate wants to talk to him about what happened, because she wants closure. You want her to have closure?"

She sighed. "I can't help you if you're like this. That's why I dragged you out here, because I want to keep your secret safe from Issak until YOU are ready to tell him."
 
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