“You almost died, Crispin!” He felt his brows contract, but busied himself studying her knee-high boots. “Yes, I had noticed that. Thank you.” Sabine was about to start yelling. He could sense that, too. He needed to head that off. He stood up quickly, reminding Sabine just how much taller he was. “These people could not have stopped two men on skiffs armed with plasma burners.” He gestured towards the shattered windows on the church, the burned trees, the wall he had ruined, and the greater burning in the village beyond—to say nothing of the smashed columbarium and the wreckage of the skiff
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