He adjusted his grip slightly so the sleeping child was more comfortable.
And I'm going to be the one who can't put them down.
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The village's reception of the returning children was not dramatic.
It was quieter than Satou expected — the Fenryn ran subdued, it seemed, even at the reunion of something significant. No shouting, no overwhelming celebration. Instead the quiet gathering of a community that came together around something important and expressed it through presence rather than noise.
