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"Ohh." Murai said, listening intently, loving to learn about new things. She nodded through the whole bit, not a negative thought crossed her mind about how long it was. It was interesting to her. When asked if this was her gift, she shrugged. "Kind of. Usually I cant just pick up things without touching them, but most of the time I can hear you, which is unusual, even for me. Im a Seer." She paused before going into more detail, watching as Vincent walked away. "If I touch someone I can see just about anything I want if I concentrate hard enough. Like earlier for instance, I wanted to know what really happened with the old man and you and Vincent, I was going to touch Vincent, find out. I was only curious, really. I might have been able to see from the old man even. But I have never tried from the dead."

She thought awhile on the second question before respond with an unsure answer. "What about them? Ive never really thought about them." She made a face of undecided concentration. Still not sure if she'd answered the question the way she should have. As they got closer to the camp, once able to smell meat cooking, Murai slid from the mare's back, walking closer from there, her mare still staying fairly close. She thought she had been hungry before but being so scared she guessed she hadnt known how hungry until she could smell the meat cooking. It felt like she hadnt eaten in forever and was becoming increasingly impatient to be allowed to eat.