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Cress buried its face against Tule’s shoulder to muffle a giggle. “God, if they’re weirder than Dry Grass, they’d have to be.” It sighed, added, “But I guess that cross-tree merging sounds interesting. I can’t imagine what a mess the combination of all six of us would look like.”

I stiffened, restraining the urge to sit up straight. “Like Marsh, maybe?”

There was silence from both of my cocladists, though I could hear that their breathing had picked up in turn. “Well, now there’s an idea,” Tule said at last.

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We lingered in silence for the remainder of the night, the four of us piled into a bed now built for four. Two of my cocladists and their partner, and now me. Who knew what I was?