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"Okay, Spourgit, you can't claim to love everything."

"But I do. The world is so wonderful."

"Even the Doctor?"

Saira froze. She stared into the distance, slowly letting her wings ease their tension that formed at the mere mention of her past. "I do hate him, I think," she whispered finally.

"See?" he said triumphantly, "Loving everything isn't possible."

The alarian's eyes focused and a stubborn expression set on her face. "I did love him like a father, once."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

Elysica Caedelle had made it a habit to climb Saira's ladder whenever she had a question, since Saira rarely left the birdhouse. Saira was willing to answer her questions but became easily exasperated when Elysica asked non-sensical questions, such as how to get wood planks, despite using only wood to build her first house.