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Hazel knows full well what happens to parents who tried to reclaim their children from the Armada. She would know. She'd dealt the punishment, perhaps the greatest punishment of all. She shook the uncomfortable feeling from her head, thinking about what exactly she'd done to her father. Hazel didn't know what was in the future of this child, but she could hope beyond hope that it would be an easier one. The General stands straighter, keen as she watched the Warlord's expression. He was deep in thought, and she wouldn't question it. She didn't need to.

Araneae preens a bit, stepping before the Warlord. Hazel can't help but give the man a confidential smile over the pup's head, rather proud already of the little pup. Watching them straighten, watching them try to look impressive. That, and the fact the child already painted her in such a good light. For the first time, she knows how Sirius and Halo both feel when she speaks about them. An approving nod, it was clear-- Spider was here to stay. Hazel would be keeping them, this one is hers now. She remains behind the child, watching the Warlord appraise them. "I'll have Halo check everything out tomorrow, today has been long already," she spoke softly. A long walk, a long day. They could both use a rest.

"Speech"