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âWell you have me at that.â She sighed. âAnd I suppose youâre right, I wouldnât want this one to grow up by himself.â She sighed.
âHimself?â Asriel asked, sitting up âWeâre having a son?â he asked, almost seeming to tear up, having not known at all what they were having. âWhat do you think heâll be? Wolf or Siren?â


















