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Cooper asked me not to kill everyone, he reminded himself for the hundredth time. He set a boundary, as he says. I will respect it.
“I thought you liked the smell of blood.” “Not on you.” Chaos considered, then amended, “Not unless it’s mine.” Cooper scrunched his nose. “Gross.” “Romantic,” Chaos corrected. Cooper was always getting mixed up about that.

