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*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 07-12-2013, 06:01 PM by Epiphron.)

Epiphron's gaze swept over the slightly younger female, watching her with slight interest. She wondered vaguely what their birth parents had looked like; surely they were quite the lookers, to produce such a handsome son and a daughter as lovely as Kamala. 'If there is anything at all that I can do to make you feel more at home, just let me know.' Her smile widened, ever so slightly. "I don't think that will be necessary," she answered, her tones gentle. No -- Maverick had done more than enough to make her feel at home here. The duo had nearly been inseparable since the wedding, up until his departure to spend time with Gerhardt.

A trip to Valhalla would certainly be necessary soon. How was Chrysanthe dealing with the newly acquired leadership position? How was her father doing? "We will have to go soon, then." It would be nicer to get to know her, in a somewhat private sense, and attempt to cast all formalities aside. "Anyway, it was nice seeing you, Kamala. I hope you have a nice day," once again she smiled, bowing slightly, before turning and heading in the other direction.

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