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A calmer, more confident creature might've wondered how a wolf, however odd in its appearance, knew how a hot spring got its temperature or what magma was. Bragi, however, was neither. Playing the innocent, well-adjusted, perfectly normal child demanded 110% of her concentration at present, as she gazed with carefully widened eyes across the steaming water. His eyes were on her again, and she mustn't falter.

Then she immediately faltered.

Her expression rippled and fell as his words tickled at something at the back of her mind. Asgard? She echoed quietly to herself, her brow furrowed in thought. Like the Nordic realm of the gods? She turned to meet his gaze, then, the slow dawning realization of her mistake settling over her like a shroud.

Oh. She did it again.

She averted her gaze, quickly, horrified. She stared hard into the water as she worked her expression back into place, but the damage had already been done.

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