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there are no markings on her country roads no signs that show the way back home What she actually wants to say, is yes, she does want someone else to take the initiative. It's one thing to say that if you want something, like an apple, that it's up to you to get it. It's another entirely to say that she should carve out an entire political structure to satisfy her want of stability. Isn't it? They felt very different, to Otem anyways. But instead of voicing this she bites her lip, takes a breath and holds it. As he adds in the necklace's adjective, the air flies from her lips accompanied by an amused laugh that she can't quite keep in. "I suppose I could keep whining about it to strangers that I meet?" She chuckles in response to his question, hypothetical though it may have been. "But you're right. Whoever is still around from Helovia clearly hasn't done anything. I probably shouldn't keep expecting them to." The smile faded off of her lips, but she plumps it back up as her bi-coloured gaze returns to Raein's. "I'm Otem, but the way."

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