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Silver Sand Stretch

"I, uh... Sorry. I don't want to talk about it." Sekhmet replies apologetically. She sits down in the sand, still crying. Then, contrary to what she said, she starts talking about it. "It's all my mother's fault. I just want to have a peaceful life. As long as she's out there, I'm in, uh, danger."
[Silver Sand Stretch]

Zabb sits down beside her, shifting so he looks more like a 19-year old. It's easier this way, they can be the same height and not have to look up/down at the other. His wings twitch as he listens to her speak. "Your mum... she wants you dead? Or, she wants to take you away from your happy life? Can you... talk about her?"