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Dallear sat with his shoulders hunched and his head slightly bowed as he waited for his father to finish speaking. He was eager to get out of the closed office and be outside, under the endless sky, with the cold wind caressing his skin, but he didn't dare asking for permission to leave. After all, he didn't want to spend the rest of his New Year Day listening to Dillenus' speeches and, so, he kept quiet and let him say anything he wanted without rebuking; it was easier that way.