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The female looked from the one to the other as they spoke, hashing out the details of Io's continued project. It pleased the councilwoman that Claudius was so engaged in the tribe. She knew, quite soon after his entrance into the council, that she had made a good choice. Sure, he had some strong ideas about how things should be, but he also respected her. Perhaps her heritage or simply the fact that she came from the Great Tribe saw to that; she couldn't know. But she never got a vibe from him that he was unhappy with her position, nor that he was unhappy with his own. She had been worried at first that he might not want to do the job, but he had not complained so far, and she was glad. If she was honest with herself, she thought he was in some ways more fit for the job than she. But again, she was easily the more intimidating presence of the two, so perhaps there was a complimentary duality there that they would benefit from. There was no doubt in her mind, anyway, that she could be certain of his continued loyalty. The thought was reassuring.
Anasgayv Ulilohi had no idea what they were talking about in reality, although she shot in a few nods and smiles of approval here and there whenever their gaes met with hers. What else could she do? She was quite useless with tools outside of training for war. Her aunt had seen to it that she knew politics and she knew war -- the rest, practical life and such, was not so familiar.
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