PRAYER FOR THE REFUGEE // announcement

[Keona.]

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

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Names.  Keona had a long one.  At least, in the sense she had a full name.  Including a middle name... Sort of.  Really, it was a second first name.  The one her father chose, while her mother chose Keona.  A name for each of her parents' languages.

And while she certainly considered it important, she rarely introduced herself by her full name.  Most were just gonna call her Keo or Keona anyway.  Felt like a waste of breath.  Time.

Still.  The tiny dealer could support Vayne's little announcement.  Her ears perked and twitching at the sound.  Head bobbing in a light nod of understanding.  Doubted she'd ever call Vayne by her full name, but it was good to know.  And the youth was happy.  And her adoptive family was happy.  That's what made it important.  "Sounds good to me," she offered softly in encouragement.

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