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Pelintira was a little surprised at Mao's discomfort. She would not probably be uncomfortable with everything Alenia would be taught, but there might be other things that would be difficult for her. She was sure both could handle it. "Yes, value it. Take care of it. It may be without a soul, appear almost like a doll. But there is nothing wrong with treating it well...your connection to it may be stronger than you think. Consider this another lesson, though you won't understand what I mean immediately." She did not intend to elaborate at the moment. Alenia would figure out what she meant later. It might become a shock, but perhaps i

Mao came back soon after, bringing her washing tools with her to begin on the room right away. Using of magic and soapy water, she was capable of scrubbing the altar without damaging it to erase the blood and any dirt left behind. It would even only take a moment to finish, leaving the altar wet but clean, ready to dry off on its own with time. Discarding her tools thereafter, Mao looked at the two others and eyed the nude but dead girl, staring at the scar a bit. The sight would make her look away, seemingly bothered by the sight somewhat. Not too long after, she would teleport herself away again, this time to find clothes for her, which sho

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Mao waited that Alenia would be finished so her hands were free, as she thought about something that Pelintira said to her student. Once she was done with dressing her up, Mao moved back, being a little more comfortable in front of a covered body, a thing she was only really uncomfortable with for personal reasons. Something that didn't really matter right now, anyway. She just didn't really like it but also she did her best to not question anything about it as it was not really her place to do so. For the time being, there was something else on her mind. Using a small bit of magic, Mao brought out before them from seemingly nowhere a ki

Alenia nodded along with Pelintira’s words. She would remember them. She would always treat the girl as she I trusted her to. She wanted to be respectful of the person who gave her like for her. When Mao returned, Alenia would begin to clean the girl’s body. She could have easily done it with magic but instead chose to clean her with the water and a cloth, finding it better this way. Once done, she looked at the clothes Mao brought and nodded softly, “thank you,”’she told her and began to dress the girl in them.

Alenia nodded along with Mao’s words and soon watched as she vanished. She she returned, Alia would begin to wash the girl’s body. She would then listened to Pelintira’s words and opened the girl’s robes to reveal the knife wound on her chest. Alenia wanted to leave it there, to remind her of what she had done but maybe it would be best to close it. She would imagine how difficult and often she would have to clean it. Was there a way to seal it but also leave a reminder? Alenia pondered on this question but would soon get an idea. She had studied healing magic before though had never had a need to use it before. She would extend her hand