[CRussel]

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Tolly shook his head slow, and sighed. "That's Cap'n Theo talking. Or maybe I mean Cap'n Theo's Tree. One or both of 'em got it into their thinking that I'm a cousin, which ain't how it parses. See, the Lyre Institute was in the Old Universe. Time to time, some of the stock slipped away, but the formulas and the means to make more of the same stayed with the Institute. Happens that some of the slippery ones joined up with other groups, and bred. Clan Korval's grandma was one of those. Given this all took place –"

"A good long time ago," Miri interrupted. "Which your point is that there's been divergence, and any kinship got washed out in the gene pool."