She grins at Diago as we draw near, looking like she’s going to give him a pat on the head. “Good boy.” Diago bares his teeth at her. Her smile vanishes and confident stride falters to a stop as she snatches her hand back. Diago snorts, then turns and pads toward the domed building. We both stand there and watch the alupi for a second. “I like him,” I say eventually. Aequa gives me a light backhanded slap on my right shoulder, and we head for the main building.
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