“The ability to kill doesn’t make you a killer.” “These were fairly deadly concoctions.” “Everything is poison with the proper dose. Even you.” I bit my lip to stifle a smile. “I’m not sure if that’s an insult, or compliment,” I said, keeping my gaze from his, despite knowing the answer to that was probably written in his expression right then. “You’re implying too much of me is deadly?” He shrugged. “Depends on one’s tolerance for poison.” Linking my fingers behind my back I nodded. “Hmmm. It seems most would choose to avoid the risk all together. How unfortunate for me.” “I wouldn’t call it
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