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Rémi blinked. “Janelle…?” He tilted his head and tried to think if he knew that name. He did vaguely remember Sigrun telling him that her name was Janelle, and becoming very confused as to why she just hadn’t told him her real name in the first place.

He nodded. “Yes! Is Janelle! Is called Sigrun too… but Rémi not know why.” He shrugged, and was very happy to talk to this other Briarheart. He hugged him again, arms wrapping around Currach’s chest.

“I do not know, either,” replied Currach. “But she seemed to struggle with herself for as long as I have known her, and then she left one day.” He rolled his shoulders. “Sometimes, finding who you truly are demands that you leave all that you know and love. In her case, I suppose it was necessary.”

Why she’d given up her name, however, worried him. He returned Remi’s embrace, a bit troubled now.

Rémi looked up at the more experienced Briarheart, tilting his head a bit and leaning it on Currach’s shoulder. Struggling with herself? What did that mean? Did it mean… not knowing why you were what you were? Rémi felt that way sometimes.. not often, but sometimes. Was it normal to think that way?

“Currach is worried now?” He asked slowly.

Currach bit his lip. “Slightly.” He wasn’t sure what else to say, and even if he did, he was unsure on how to word it. They were merely feelings, inscrutable as they had always been.

“Do you ever worry?” he asked, unsure of how else to stop the rather uneasy atmosphere. “About things that are out of your control, perhaps?”

He thought for a moment, unsure if he did or not. Worry… well, he worried about Nirn sometimes, and he worried about sabercats getting him when he went out at night. And he worried about other things too…

He nodded. “Uh-huh. A little.” He admitted.

“It is never good to,” he admitted with a sigh. “Especially when they are not worth pondering. I suppose I should just be happy that a fellow sister is alive. As for you, whatever ails you, it…”

He suddenly found his mind rather blank, and was unsure on what to say. “If you worry about the Reach, it is probably best that you put your thoughts into action, however you can.”

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