Louise stared up at him from her cot, her blond hair tangled and filthy. There was a bandage covering half her face: under the white stretch of cotton Elliot could see an open and darkly gleaming wound. Louise saw him looking. “Yeah, kid, I’m going to have a big scar. You think nobody’ll marry me now?” “I don’t think any of them are going to mind,” said Elliot matter-of-factly. “Mal Wavechaser says that you have the most rocking bod in the otherlands.” Louise let out a peal of laughter, then put her fingers to her jaw and winced. “Sorry, sorry!” Elliot said. “I don’t know the force of my own
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