"You're such a girl," he'd muttered, rolling his eyes and keeping his hands tight on hers. But he sobers quickly, using the uncut hand to pet her hair when she leans against him.
"I'll miss you, too..." he pauses before he uses it, this word he knew but never said, "...nukka.
"But I don't want you hurt."
And he didn't want to lose his father, didn't want to be a man of the tribe at such a young age.
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"I'll miss you, too..." he pauses before he uses it, this word he knew but never said, "...nukka.
"But I don't want you hurt."
And he didn't want to lose his father, didn't want to be a man of the tribe at such a young age.