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Quill nodded with a low hum. It laid down again, placing its massive head on its paws. It sent another memory to Galaxian:

''Shiloh stood on the porch of the mansion, waving to Ishmael. He seemed younger somehow, less tired. He had a hiking backpack slung over his shoulders.''

''“Go do whatever you need to do! I’ll take care of things here,” she said cheerfully.''