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Anya gave him a small smile. "Don't be silly, you're doing just fine." She whispered, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "You've been through a lot. Of course we can just go for a walk." She led the way, without speaking for a few moments. She didn't really know where she was going, only that she was following the path into town. Biting at her bottom lip, she cast Duncan a look out of the corner of her eye. It was something she'd never experience and Anya didn't really know how to deal with it. A little self-consciously she took a deep breath and looked at him fully.

"How about you tell me about him?" She asked, giving him a small smile. "I didn't know him very well, but I would have loved to. He seemed like such a genuinely nice man." It was true. On the few occasions that she had met Duncan's father she had really liked him. But she didn't see him very often as he lived away from the Pack house now. She couldn't imagine moving away from the Pack house, but she knew it would happen now. Not that it mattered, because she would have the most important thing that she would ever need. Duncan.

((Really sorry it's short...No time xD))