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"Don't tell my husband," she says, wryly. "He'd have a heart attack. Have you met her?"

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"No, but our newfound alts have. She was one of their high school teachers and apparently she's something called a bugbear, and she's volunteered her daughter as a first test case for whether resurrection works on that world's critters. But yours is not a bugbear and my Adarin has already served as a test case, so unless this is a bad time, I can do it now. I need her full name."

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"High school. How bizarre. Regardless, my daughter's name is Cecelia Kenatri Anis."

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"Cecelia Kenatri Anis..." Ice fiddles with the line in the verse until it scans. Then she gets started.

Draw draw draw.

Verse - mage version. Dead birds. Gestures.
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And then - child.

She looks to be four.

Lynn scoops her up into her arms and sobs.

"Thank you," she whispers, fiercely.
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"You're welcome."

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Lynnari is then busy comforting a very confused and frightened four year old whose last memory was of her daddy killing her. Hugs and a soothing, quiet lullaby are required for the sobbing, confused child. It's been five centuries, but she still remembers her daughter's favorite one. It's about a planewalker that travels the planes fixing things by snapping his fingers.

She isn't going to be up for proper conversation for a while, probably.
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Isabella's work here is done. She links arms with her husband and heads back towards the portal.

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Her husband smiles a little, at the sight. He loves his wife. To the portal, and back home.

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