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"Yeah." Sadie nodded and swallowed. "But that would put us on a more or less level playing field, and they clearly need an advantage."

Pratik nodded, too. The clear solution here was to not love anyone. And if you didn't trust anyone, there could be no betrayal. Simple.

Pratik considered it for a moment, then nodded. It took a lot more than a story to make him sad. But he supposed melancholy was the point of tales like ...

Was it great to sleep in a running car? No. Had anything bad happened so far? Also no. Rain woke as it started getting light outside. She'd left her window ...

"Sounds juicy," Pratik said with a little laugh.

"Oh?" Pratik asked curiously. "I don't think I've heard that one..."

Pratik nodded. "Of course." He had yet to see anything to convince him they were real. But he'd seen plenty else. So at this point, anything could be real. He ...

(oh gosh, that's a mental image I do not enjoy hahah) "I see..." Pratik nodded thoughtfully. "Is there a biologic reason for that as well?"

"Anything in particular?" Pratik asked.

Ky looked up in time to meet his gaze, but didn’t want it to linger, and also glanced away as Gaius turned towards Pratik. “I’ve heard a lot about a ...

Ah, yes, because you judge your assassin to be of good moral character. That made sense. Pratik took another bite, considering how to respond. At least this was better than ...

Pratik laughed at that and nodded to him. “I appreciate the sentiment.”

“Depends on who you ask.” Zander snorted.

Ky was grateful for Aleth beating neutrality into her, so she stayed impassive even though she wanted to laugh. She focused on her wine instead. “Far be it from me ...

Pratik raised his eyebrows, smirking at her slightly. “You think it’s possible to make friends with a 600-year-old cryptid?” He took a drink of wine. “ That is a sight ...