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 "I suppose it doesn't matter," she muttered indistinctly. "We have to go somewhere. Back isn't an option, and I don't want to stay in these ruins whether that's an option or not."}}
-{{wst>reh|Regret clenches around Demarath's throat as Ilirith goes into her tirade,antennae flattening against his neck apologetically. Honestly, he expected it would probably be something along these lines. It was a stupid question to ask, she'd lost so much -- though really, hadn't they both? But she'd had so much more to lose -- a position she seemed to accept, with the respect and trust of the Matriarch. And now that very Matriarch was dead, by the hand of one of her least favorite people in the world.
+{{wst>reh|Regret clenches around Demarath's throat as Ilirith goes into her tirade, antennae flattening against his neck apologetically. Honestly, he expected it would probably be something along these lines. It was a stupid question to ask, she'd lost so much -- though really, hadn't they both? But she'd had so much more to lose -- a position she seemed to accept, with the respect and trust of the Matriarch. And now that very Matriarch was dead, by the hand of one of her least favorite people in the world.
 And what had he lost, by comparison? Status he'd inherited from his mother, but little he could claim as his own. A job that kept him safe from the public eye and offered him a small chance to be useful, even if it had become mindlessly repetitive. A family... a sharp pang struck him as he realized, for the first time since their flight, that he'd probably never see his mother or his father Ashernath again. Even the thought of no longer having to put up with his sisters' political games had a tinge of bitterness to  it.