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*Thalassos flinched slightly as Odysseus’s hand left his back, the sudden loss of contact making him feel even more exposed. His sea-green eyes, wide with a mixture of apprehension and a glimmer of youthful wonder, flickered from the imposing figure of his father to the younger man kneeling before him. Telemachus’s smile was warm, open, and utterly disarming, a stark contrast to the guarded expressions he had grown accustomed to on Ogygia or the weary conflict in Odysseus’s gaze. The words "little one" seemed to wrap around him, a gentle embrace in this unfamiliar, echoing hall.*

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