I nod my chin towards it, which makes me feel strange because once upon a lifetime ago I would have reached over to touch him just so I could touch him. “Is that a tattoo of two dead bees?” He looks sprung and covers it with his over hand, flashing me an apologetic smile and my shields slide on up. “Yeah.” He shrugs like it’s silly and not callous. I nod once. “Right.” He peers down at it, mouth pulling a bit strangely. “Someone told me once that they’d never go extinct—” He looks over at me. “She lied.” I give him a curt smile. “She wasn’t the one who killed them.”
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