"Because this is the first, dearheart, and your worry is nothing to be ashamed of." He whispers back, rubbing her shoulders in an attempt to get her to relax. "Look, they can tell this child is something new and different, though I shall not be the one to satisfy their curiosity - they can wait until they sail, the pair of them." It is true, the twins both wear identical expressions of faint confusion even as their song winds to a close.
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