The interview started very formally; it was clear they didn’t recognize her after so much time away. “One moment,” Daphne said, drawing out the medallion of Dagon she wore around her neck. “I’m family - the eldest daughter of the Galensmiths. I’ve come home to rejoin the community.” She felt their softer, warmer energy instantly and received the buzz clicks of welcome with a smile. “Not long after I left Innsmouth, an infection of my inner eyelid left me nearly blind. That said, I have the training and can still give expert care to the little ones. I see well enough to act swiftly when something goes wrong, have excellent intuition about what a body needs, and … there is the fact that I am not afraid.” Later on, she would bring her charges onto her lap, letting them touch her with claws and tentacles, piping and cooing and desperate to be held. Daphne stroked them, scales and horns and all, reading bedtime stories and singing songs. “There will always be love,” she whispered to one who ached from his changes. “Oh, my sweet dears, the gods are unkind, but it will be all right.”
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