I’m going into Paradise Hole to find the man in the cave and I want you to come with me to investigate together, like we said we would.” And then she looks at me — really looks at me — and even though she’s blushin’ hard, her words release like artillery and every bullet finds its mark. “You’re my Berserker. It’s your job.” “You manipulating me?” I snarl. Would be a problem if she thinks she can, because it’s gonna work. It’s workin’ now. “Maybe?” Yeah, it’s definitely workin’.
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