east of eden / o, joining

[Morgan]

"Thirteen," repeated Morgan, its ears twitching as its comrades made themselves known. It nodded at each of them, particularly relieved that Nayru arrived to help. At her request, the samoyed pulled streams of water out from its bracers, leaving minuscule piles of crushed gemstones inside each glass container. The plain, pure water flowed into a single large sphere, which the canine held in place just beside Nayru. "Is this enough?"