“He still has some way to go,” Arabelle said, emerging from the fog that had once been a hospital. It was breaking down and pouring into the flask, but the process was a long one. “Jason still struggles with it,” Arabelle continued. “Less with the violence than his dark urges.” “Dark urges?” Allayeth asked. “Oh yes,” Arabelle said. “He has trouble standing still for more than a minute without explaining how dark and edgy he is to the middle distance.” Jason gave her a thin smile. “Because I keep finding myself in circumstances that make me confront these issues all over again.” “And you always
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