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The ashen elf tries to keep his mind on the jovial atmosphere around the new baths. He manages to not flinch at each peal of thunder, though he can't help but spare a glance toward the tree on occasion.
He would dearly love to be there to personally ensure the Young Master would be fine, but he is forced to admit to himself that it would be a disservice to him. If he were to catch the Young Master every time he falls, how can he learn to pick himself back up?
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