“I don’t want to destroy you,” he said quietly, looking away. “Are you sure?” she said, coming very close. He could smell her sweat, see the rise of her shoulders, the half-curled left hand. “Are you sure?” she repeated. “Why not inoculate me, if you’re unsure? You’re already caught between wanting me and not being sure I’m all human, is that it? Made by the enemy. Must be the enemy. But can’t help yourself anyway.” “I helped you back at the Southern Reach,” he said. “Don’t thank people for doing what they’re supposed to. You told me that.” He took a stumbling step back. “I’m out here, Ghost
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