"I can't stay." She sighed. "With Metax and me both in the same area, it would be easier for my tribe to find me. They want us both dead. I have to leave, I don't want anyone getting hurt."
Aviance gently placed the baby in Alli's arms, beaming up at him. "He takes a lot after you," she told him, her voice weak. "We still need to come up with a name. I like... Luka."