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Her eyes cloud, and fear flashes across them. Yet the moment passes instantaneously and she smiles back at Spree ~ "Thank you... I only wish I had seen my parents in person before they died..." ~ Her lips begin to tremble, then she turns abruptly aside ~
"Is there anything else I should be doing?"
(ooc: Deiter's back in the tavern, do you want to assign him any tasks?)
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