‘The kettle’s just boiled downstairs,’ Mori said through the door, which was open on its latch. ‘Can I come in?’ ‘Yes?’ Thaniel opened the door, then shut it again. ‘You’re in the bath.’ ‘What did you think I was doing?’ ‘Cleaning.’ ‘I’m not talking to you through the door. Come on. I’m not a girl.’ He sat down on the floor with his back to the door, where he could see Mori only from his shoulders upward. With his hair wet, he was sharper than usual, and the water shone along the bones in his spine. Although he often went about with his sleeves folded back, his skin was the same colour across
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