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"Aye ... I remember that," Aliya nodded. "So this is her first visit since then. I hope she's not too disappointed by Adonai's absence. The sad part is, no one can really explain it satisfactorily ... to themselves even, let alone to anyone else."

She paused thoughtfully. "Apparently when he left, he told Shael to take over the doctoring of the children," she murmured, "but Shael ... is better with the animals, when it comes to health. Mum took over the medicines, though she has a habit of resorting to magic when she's uncertain about something. Not that that's a bad thing, but sometimes I have to remind her to take it easy ... normally she's the one telling me that."

Adonijah was no longer satisfied with his cheek and tongue, and he started crying softly, his entire face twisting with the effort.

She hoped that was the case, because she liked to be in one piece thank you very much. She nodded at that as she looked around a bit.

"We'll wait around here for a while, I don't think the two have come off their shift quite yet..."

Aliya giggled softly. "Yes," she agreed, "he does seem hungry. As I said, I only gave him half a feeding, and babies need their food."

She reached for a small, thin blanket that was draped over the back of the couch, then held her hands out to Feng. "Here, give him to me," she smiled at her friend. "Careful though ... watch for his neck, make sure you hold his head."

It would still be several months before he would be able to hold his head up on his own, after all.

"Hmm... yea, though I'm going to have to ask, no one really sails it seems or at least not to all over the place outside of here," Lin replied thoughtfully, "I'll maybe bug Aragost when I'm older."

That was the general idea, she had a rough idea now that he had been to all over, but she had many other things she had to finish learning first.

Aliya took her son back, smiling and, holding him in the crook of one arm, she used her free hand to pull the blanket over her son and her chest so that he could feed in private.

"You do tend to say that about at least one of my children every time you come here," she agreed in amusement as she opened her shirt beneath the cover of the blanket. "But I'm afraid I have no choice but to agree with you, if that says anything."

Once the infant was feeding happily, she sighed contentedly and relaxed.

"So what have you been up to while you haven't been here?" Aliya asked Feng curiously. "We don't hear much of you."

"Aragost is one of the fighters," Lin explained, "He's also the person that Miyu goes to see. He knows a lot of things, and I think he's one of the few people who has pretty much traveled all over the place."

Aliya smiled sympathetically. "I'm sure you'll find something more someday," she assured her friend warmly. "If your father doesn't mind, perhaps you could stay out here for a while on your own ... maybe for a half a year or so? I'd love for you to stay even longer if you want to ... you could train here, too, and I really think it would be wonderful to have you. You could watch the children grow up, too, instead of just seeing them every few years!"

She had a feeling she was sounding a little desperate, but she really didn't get many visitors out there, especially those she was quite so fond of.




Suddenly, from out of the trees appeared three figures: two of them tall, and one about a head and a half shorter than the other two. Elros of course was the tallest one, his cold blue eyes bright with laughter and his normally expressionless face lit with a bright smile. The second, the smallest, was Serenity, laughing and talking cheerfully with the other two, her hair a few inches longer than the last time anyone from Gaia had visited; and the third, a tall, muscular fellow, was someone that was rarely seen at all: Daeron.

When the three elves spotted Lin and the children on stakeout at the door of the barracks, all three of them waved and called out a warm greeting, changing their speed slightly to go and greet the children that all of them suspected were waiting for them.