"Krena?" Meri's muffled voice rises from the valley of her folded arms.
"Hmm?" I reply, absently polishing the glittery edge of my prized diamond-dag.
"D'ya recall how, when we were young, we thought we knew so, so much?"
Finally detecting a faintly wistful tone, I look up sharply. For Meri to venture unprovoked into the realm of sober conversation was noteworthy.
"...Now I'm older, I know I still have much to learn. And I know I don't know how much I still have to learn. And I want to know..." Her voice trailed off as shuddery sobs shook her shoulders.
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