You always do. He was a decent person, that's all. He balled his fist in my hair and pulled it sharp. I was a necromancer.
Then tell us how you do mean it, mon ami. It made Avery close his eyes and almost sway. She was looking at me, and it wasn't a friendly look. I touched his arm.
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