“Oh, yes it does.” The Imperial laughs in disbelief. “It means you care about me, and that is the truth.” “The truth,” Blair says in that patronizing tone, “is that I will snap you in half, gingersnap.” “See, your heart is racing, which makes me think you’re lying—” The Tele launches that purple ball at his face once again (Mara still does not understand where it keeps coming from), effectively shutting him up.
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