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You're late, remember. Jason handed me the fruit. I can hear the relief in your voice, ma petite. Zerbrowski said, You okay? Just thinking, I said.

Are you hurt? Not much, I said, and my voice was sounding almost like my own. I pulled away from Nathaniel and reached for Micah. There was a look on his face, a feel to him, that was anxious. Had his knowledge that these were humans that trusted us.