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- Blake was sat cross-legged by a small fire. For a moment I felt worried, for I saw the panicked expression on her face. It faded a second later, however. There was a tiny girl in her lap, one hand on Blake's shoulder as she reached up to touch the Assassin's hair and blabber something to her. Beside the Assassin, the child's mother laughed and said something.
- Blake looked confused, but did answer back. Her hands hovered behind the child, ready to catch it if it fell, but reluctant to actually touch it.
- "That's pretty funny," I laughed. "I guess it's one of the people she saved?"
- "She pulled them out herself," Ruby agreed. "Blake… well, I don't think she expected them to actually thank her."
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