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Aurin holds his mother's hand as she leads him from the street to his aunt and uncle's house. He's been here only a couple of times, and can't remember most of them distinctly; they're sort of awkwardly related, his dead father's half-brother and the wife thereof. But now they have a baby parunia, and that means there is a dragon related to Aurin who is not too far from his age, only thirty-one years younger. This is apparently the sort of relation that it will be particularly enriching for Aurin to meet. They can do this now instead of waiting a month, because parunias don't die when they're babies; this one is safe, unlike the miscellaneous cousins on his mother's side he's never met because they are all in too much danger to get attached to (and have all succumbed to that danger). So here they are. Even though it was a very long flight and he couldn't ride his mother for takeoff and landing when she had to be a heron, only for the middle part.
Alys knocks on the door.
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"I'm short for a dragonish too," he points out. "I'm short for an everything."
"You're about halfling-height! Just, not a halfling."
He giggle-yawns.
"You can start going off your potion real slow now," Finnah says. "Soon I won't have to ever taste it again."
"That'll be so nice," says Mial.
"Yeah! No gross tasting potion."
"Noooo more gross-tasting potion! 'Cause I can flyyyyy," he says. "And I can not be my natural form so I can go places! I wanna go everywhere. I wanna learn to teleport."
"Teleporting looks complicated."
"Mom does it all the time!"
"Well, where do you wanna go? Can I come?"
"Yeah! I wanna go all the places," he says. "Mom and Dad have been lots of places and I wanna go all those. I wanna go to, to Imilaat, and to Aurin's house, and everywhere!"
"Imilaat and Aurin's house is two places," says Finnah.
"Well I haven't been anywhere so I don't know what all the places are but that doesn't stop me wanting to go to them."
"You've been to Larotia. My house is in Larotia."
"Yeah. I've been to your house in Larotia and my house in Esmaar and the bottom of the world somewhere. I want to go to more places than that," he says.
"I'm going to get to go to school. You live in Esmaar so maybe you don't get to do that."
"I do if I want to learn some things. Like wizarding. But other stuff no," he says. "But going to school sounds boring anyway, you go and you sit in one place while people teach you stuff and then you go home, that's hardly going anywhere."
"There's people, there."
"Yeah... I don't know if I'm going to like people," he says. "I know just all the people I know and that's it. I don't know what it'll be like meeting new people. But I wanna try!"
"I have met new people sometimes! Like, the house calls light retired, so then there was a new one who came over if I got hurt."
"I don't need a light that much, I don't really know the ones I've seen," says Mial.
"I got my claw stuck under the edge of a bookshelf, once, and pulled and pulled until my claw came off, and then Mommy had to get the light to come."
"I fell off a bookshelf," he offers. "Broke... something or other. I don't remember. Well, I kind of jumped off the bookshelf. I wanted to land on Mama but I missed. So she got the light and the light fixed me and I climbed on the bookshelf again and didn't miss that time."
"You like climbing things," she says. "Maybe you should learn a thing that climbs. You're silver, you can learn a bunch of things."
"I like climbing a lot! But I'm only sure I want to be a merlin and a human. I'll wait to learn a climbing thing until I'm sure I want to be that exact one. It had better be at least as climby as my natural form, and that's pretty climby."