I shook my head. He came off the wall snarling, fangs bared, his face thinning down, his humanity folding away, until what pinned me to the floor wasn't Damian. The sound of gunfire and yelling and screaming was ahead. Three will not do.
Clair got up a little uncertainly. The looks they exchanged said plainly that that hadn't been what they had in mind. I did not say out loud, no you're not homophobic, because if Richard wasn't as comfortable with having another man touch him, then he was entitled. Once upon a time, I'd have asked her what she meant, but I'd grown up since then, and I knew the answer.
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