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The names were strong, just like Anu’s own. Tayui could still recall when she had been just Tayui and nothing else. Then she had been Tayui L’leh, and now, Tayui Aston. But as she’d told Eris, these names meant nothing if you didn’t believe them yourself and if they didn’t represent who you truly were. She thought these earthy names, two of which she recognized as trees and one of which she was fairly certain would be too, reflected Anu as a mother. The names one chose reflected their parents’ convictions, often, and what they would like to see their children become. Perhaps. She wasn’t sure how much she believed that, but there had to be some truth in it. There had to be some nostalgia, too, of good times and lost memories. If she could name a child Mordulin or Fatin without seeming too self-absorbed or self-righteous about it, she would.
Anu redirected the conversation back to Salsola, and Tayui tried not to instinctively respond with an annoyed frown. She hadn’t done a very good job of deflecting the conversation, apparently, since she would have rather not spoken about Salsola. But if she didn’t, it would seem like she had something to hide and she didn’t want Anu to know that.
Anu’s second comment, however, was so laughably incorrect that she decided it would be best not to address it at all. If only.
Yes, she replied quietly in vague reference to Anu’s question. It’s a few months old. It’s founded by a curious pair: Eris, the daughter of Salvaged Eternity and Kaena Lykoi and Sirius Revlis, the son of Dierdre Rhiannon. She wasn’t sure if this was the time to warn Anu to stay away or just pretend everything was fine. She would leave it be and hope to god that she didn't have to come out and say everything she was trying to hide. She was just so tired and it was getting so hard to pretend.
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