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"Them girls donnae know you ain't interested in th' lads. Frankly, neither do th' lads," Faolan chuckled, pulling one foot up on the bed to rest his arms on his knee. "It's not so much tha' they think you'll steal th' boys away, just tha' they feel insecure in their own prettiness and are transferrin' tha' ont' you. As fae th' rest o' it, well.. we can always see about droppin' you back a grade or two where th' work is easier."

"I asked tha' a lot when I was gettin' me own education," Fao answered, shrugging. "I didnae get t' gae t' school like th' other kids. Da wanted me t' be able t' run this place when he's gone, so I was stuck wi' tutors grillin' me about math an' science an' other things I never thought I'd need. I've learned since then tha' I do use what I learned everyday."

"Yeah, well, sometimes I ain't so good at what I do, either," Faolan said, moving back on the bed to lean against the wall, long legs stretched out before him. "An' you might need it, you ne'er know fae sure. You Essentics are supposed t' be integrating more int' human society anyway, yeah? This is what humans do. They learn. If you're worried on your purpose, we can always gae talk to Lector or Banning."

"Rhian, I had t' learn t' be good, an' e'en then I screw up. I've been hurt from messin' up a dance step or not doin' some acrobatics right. I canane e'en count th' times I've been beaten o'er some fortune-tellin' session gone bad," Faolan said. "An' I ain't too sure I'm all tha' good at bein' a husband or a father, either. Donnae mean I'm gonna stop, though. Just means I gotta keep tryin' an' learn more t' do better." He scooted forward and stood up. "Which reminds me, I actually hae somethin' a little important t' tell Ellandra. I wanna keep talkin' wi' you, but I wanna tell her the news real fast, okay?"

Faolan nodded to Rhian, heading into the front room. He peeked in on Sam, lightly ghosting his fingers over the orange hair of his son before looking at Elle, watching her with Bel. "I got some news fae you, love. It's kinda life-changin' really."

"I guess it depends on how you look at it," Faolan answered honestly, going to sit at Ellandra's feet. "Da's decided to stop moving Farstep around. He's gettin' older an' just not wantin' th' hassle as much anymore. He said he'll lease the other fairgrounds we hae t' little carnivals an' Farstep will stay here since this is our biggest location. The western field we keep the horses an' livestock on will be permanently turned int' a pasture for them. Th' southern field will be a giant garden for vegetables and fruits and whatnot. Th' best part, though, th' northern field is gaen t' be fixed up to build some houses on." He was bouncing a little where he was sitting on the floor. "Most didikai ain't gonna gi' up their vardos an' tents, but a few might. You an' me, though, we get th' first house. I thought we'd put it up on th' hill there an' Da will gi' us plenty o' land fae a house an' some fae a yard t' let th' bairns run about."

He smiled at her. "It's what you wanted, right? A house?"

"I was thinkin' a cottage," Faolan said. "An' we wouldn't hae t' leave. I could still work fae Farstep because Farstep would be here, always here." He leaned over to hug Elle's waist, careful of his infant daughter in her arms. "The twins could get their own rooms, you could hae a room to do writin' in, and there'd be plenty o' real bathrooms."