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He smiled and approached, kneeling next to the egg. Lorien reached out to run a gentle hand over it, listening as the Harpy spoke to him. The egg was beautiful and it was so very warm. He could tell that the Harpy was doing an excellent job in caring for the egg by himself.
"You are a very diligent father. I'm sure that your mate would be very proud." he said, smiling.
"And yes. I am certain that your voice will be payment enough. What else could I have asked for?" he asked.
"Also, might I know your name? My name is Lorien." he added after a moment.
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"Your eyes kinda remind me of something. It's a look I've seen before, like the half open eyes of a head that's been chopped off. Still a little moist and you can't quite tell where they're lookin'. So I've gotta wonder, are you alive or dead?"
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