[ between the devil and the deep blue sea ] - joining

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin

Keona breathed out softly, nodding.  Keeping the distance.  Gentle.  Let Roxanne speak as she considered the youth quietly.  Thinking about how to ease more of the fear.  "You know, when I was really small," funny, considering she was still very tiny, "and storms were too loud for me, my da would ask if I wanted to hear a song."

"I remember them very well," she added.  "Would you like to hear one?  Do you think that would help?" It could be more noise, which didn't always solve the problem.  So she would keep it slow.  Steady.  Offering him time to think.  To decide.

"We can find some blankets for you too; get you warm, if you like."

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