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"Well, I'll tell everybody to come up. Oh, and she said I could marry your brother!"

Ari scurries away once more, to gather the rest of them, without waiting for a response.
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"Hey, Possibly Mom, Miraen's upstairs and his legs are still broken, should we shift upwards?"

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"Sounds like a plan."

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Arlen induces Harin to carry him, as this is his second time going up the stairs in as many minutes. And he was sprinting the other time. Harin carries him dutifully.

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Up they go.

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Miraen is still looking slightly befuddled.

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"Hi! Sorry for not coming up before, everything got, um, a little hectic."

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Shrug. "Don't worry about it. Hello, Mother."

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"Hello, dear." She goes over to his comfortable chair and leans down to hug him. "Have you been staying out of trouble?"

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"How much trouble can I possibly get into with two broken legs?"

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"I'd be just as happy to never find out."

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"Technically, you could call letting two strange tall children stay in your house 'trouble'," notes Harin.

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"You could, but Miraen wasn't the one who got into it."

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"Fair. I'm not complaining, at any rate."

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"Me neither," contributes Miraen. "I like these strange tall children."

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"They are strange tall children of the highest quality."

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"And you're excellent short children."

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In lieu of saying something adorable, Arlen elects to simply flop onto the floor and hug Nior's leg.

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Nior hugs Arlen.

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It's all very nice!

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It is.

A couple of days later, Miraen is finally allowed to stand up and walk around again. He celebrates by running up and down the gentle slopes of the hill next to the house.

The day after that, shortly after breakfast with the other children, when Carielle has gone upstairs to read a book, Miraen says abruptly: "Who wants to go exploring?"
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"Fuck yes!"

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"Yeah!"

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"Sure," says Nior. "Where?"

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