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At times, Lahabrea becomes….so far bored.
Though his duty and his devotion to it is ever lasting and never ending, there are times when one must breath fresh air in order to gain more ideas. His hand barely touches the portal, his eyes staying to the group of Lahabrea speakers who look rather forlorn. If a bit depressed at his leave of absence for the moment. [he knows time will past differently between stars].
“You will take responsibility, for until I return on the morrow [several months worth of time in this other star]. And then he steps through the portal.