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"Flish wants to make amends, and Edioz knows that," Al'ika said. "And I think he really feels bad about everything that's happened."
 
"Fate said she was okay without, but she did want to talk to him about what happened. It'll help her for Jep."
 
Al'ika smiled back, continuing to sew. "I should see if the brothers and Flish need any shirts mended. Or made," she said, rocking a little bit.
 
"I'll go see if they have anything," he said and soon returned with a few shirts and a particularly ratty pair of trousers. "Guess whose these are," he said.
 
"Those are going to either be Issak's or Flish's," Al'ika laughed, taking the shirts and trousers. She rethreaded her needle and began working on the trousers, humming softly.
 
Keth put the last piece of leather onto the armor and said, "Keth going to give this back to Hallowbrook."
 
Keth came back a short time later. "Had to sneak it in, he like a cat," he said. "Make one sound and he there."
 
Al'ika laughed. "Yep, that's certainly him," she said, shaking her head. "It's actually annoying. Back when I was courting him, I typically went to bed after him. Would try to be as quiet as I can, and he'd roll over and open his eyes and smile. I hated it."
 
Al'ika shook her head, amused. "Really?" she said. "We go to bed at the same time, goof." She held up the trousers, almost finished.
 
Al'ika smiled and she set the trousers down and inspected the shirts. "I can do these in the morning," she said. "These are easy." She stood up and stretched, her back cracking.
 
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