“You want me to teach an architect how to use his power?” she asked, her hands planted on her hips. “In here?” “If I wanted to discuss the idea, I would have said so,” he answered in a calm voice that held the edge of a threat, his hand wrapped around the cane I no longer needed. I was steady enough on my feet now, but my mind was another matter. Then again, they seemed impressed that I remembered my own name and wasn’t drawing creepy shit on the walls, so who knew?
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