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At first she refused but Lysander did not lose hope. She was desperate and desperate women were his favorite kind. Could you show me… Lysander smiled cheery and nodded his consent, but the request annoyed him. It was understandable, and he had been expecting something of the sort, but all the same he knew he would be visiting with the mother more often than he would have liked (which was never) in the weeks to follow. “Alright, come along then, this way.” He made no move to pick up the children, knowing instinctively that the women would wish to carry them up to the very last second herself. However, he desperately wanted to hold the little balls of life in his hands, feel their warmth and hearts beating against his skin.
The journey was not too long and Lysander did not hesitate to open the door into the barren cabin. Spotless, he knew it probably looked strange, but no matter, he only turned to the women giving her access into his home. “Just moved in.” It was true, and a simple way to explain the lack of personal belongings, which those who lived in human structures normally acquired. “Ya can come visit them whenever ya’d like.” He didn’t like making the offer, knowing she would take him up, but it would put her at ease, and that was important. They were almost in his grasp. “I'm Lyle. What’s your name miss?” Every friendly face needed a name.
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