A flicker of sadness. Ruarc swallows. Nods as he composes himself. “Yes. Well. I assumed the other versions of me never made it. I was never able to do anything like that.” He gestures to my glinting arm. “I am fortunate, in many ways. If they had survived, I may never have learned the truth. I would have been hunted. As I had to do with you.” He lets the last part hang. “Why?” I don’t bother to hide my frustrated confusion at the confession. “And why just give yourself up, now, after all of this?” “I surrendered because everything has changed. One of your counterparts has made a terrible
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