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His hand remained where it was, his thuazed at my mouth

"You are so beautiful"

"Stop it," I breathed "That’s not an answer"

His thumy spine "You didn’t ask me a question"

I stared at him and I asked, "Who are you?"

It was as if I’d jolted him with a shock of electricity His hand dropped away from my mouth, from my face "What do you mean?"

"I mean, where do you coe is it that you speak?" I tried to think of all the questions that I’d been saving, and all the things I’d been afraid to even wonder "And why are you here when the city is under attack? Isn’t there sohtened, the"I am exactly where I need to be"

"You knohat I et in trouble for not being with the until several heads turned in our direction I bithier wasn’t iined, and it wasn’t desire that stoked my fears

His teeth were clenched "How about ap secrets, Charla Bs i a Charla ina? I’ll answer your questions, if you answer mine" He raised an eyebrow as he slipped easily into that same dialect he’d spoken beforethe one I’d never heard until the night I’d first laid eyes on hi to

I didn’t like where this was going, and my stomach clenched painfully

"Nevermy voice whisper soft "I don’t care what happened back there I don’t want to know anything about you or where you’re froet out of here, the better, and then you don’t ever have to worry about ain"

"Co You don’t want to stop now, do you?"

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