It’s not me. I don’t chat with people. I don’t talk. But today— Today is different. So I begin to speak. Erin blinks as I begin talking about running, frankly, and without sparing the details. “You had your leg shattered? By a moving—” She glances down at my leg. You can’t even see the scars. That’s magic for you. “And you went to the High Passes?
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