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One very long nap later, Bunny was well enough to make a quiet exit. He had a few errands to run - among them, dashing home to eat something not in cookie form.

He returned just as quietly as he'd left. He wasn't being eaten or on fire this time, so it was a better return than his last. Still, something - maybe several things - seemed to be bothering him as he loped off in search of a few people.

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Mami's days were spent in the library, for the most part. She worked at constructing various toys---a train set, stuffed animals of all types, and a few whirling tops. She spun them idly when she finished, watching the colors dance across the desk.

When she spotted one of their leaders, she scooped up the spinning top and lifted her hand to catch his attention. "You're better, right?"

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"Fit as a Mallee bull," said Bunny, loping over. He tried to keep his expression light as he crouched at her level, masking his concern. Was she upset? Or, even more to his concern - was she used to that sort of gore?

As for him, he was well, and that helped. "You did good back there," he said, letting the compliment be just a compliment. He could get around to being concerned at how she'd gotten so competent against horrors at her age later. "We'dve been a lot worse off without your cover. You weren't lying when you said you were a fighter."

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"It's too important of a situation to lie," Mami sighed, gently tying a bow around a toy dog. "Overconfidence can easily get someone killed."

She gently pats the stuffed dog's head once, then twice, then folds her hands and looks up at him fully. "I used to be a healer as well, but I've found that part of my power isn't working. I'm sorry. I would've done more---I'm just glad you're safe, sir."

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That could easily have been a dig at him, seeing as he was the one who so recently almost died. But he was in no mind to accuse himself of overconfidence. He knew his limits. He knew how far he'd pushed them.

"So'm I, but I'm no sir. Bunny'll do." He turned his attention to the toy briefly, allowed himself to appreciate the craft of it. "You've got nothing to be sorry for. Like I said - we'd have been a lot worse off without you. Just as you told us we might."

Her confidence was not unwarranted. Bunny watched to see how the compliment would fall.