“Oh, wow.” “It is something else.” He leaned on the railing, folding his arms over his exposed chest. “You need something? I have to admit I’m burnt out. Sorry we weren’t able to turn them inside out with regret.” Heavens, his voice was the piece turned inside out. He felt sure that Tegan could hear it. “You do like me, don’t you?” they asked. Taron looked away. He thought of about twenty things to say. He said none of them. “Here’s our own hands against our hearts.” Taron turned swiftly, puzzled. “That’s my line. And if it were true, you…” “I would what?” Tegan was sort of smiling at him. “I
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