Asmira looked unconvinced.
I finally was able to take control of Nathaniel's mouth.
"He's a friend," I helpfully said. I went over to James and slung my arm over his shoulder to emphasize my point, but my movements were sluggish. I was, after all, fighting against Nathaniel for control.
Asmira looked at my body.
She looked at where I was.
Then she let out a sigh and lowered her knife.
"Skull?" she asked.
I grinned. Nathaniel, realizing there wasn't a threat, made his shadows go away - my grin was actually visible. "In Natty boy's flesh."
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