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Auspex is, as usual, contemplating Primus: specifically, researching an older religious text. She pokes absently at the datapad, somewhat distracted at the moment. She offers a quick prayer, a bit of a mental shrug and apology for not having her mind on her work. The answering whisper from Primus is conciliatory, as she stands and stretches stiff joints. Perhaps there is a reason for her to stop for the moment..?