So what? he asked, and he sounded irritated and tired. Not afraid that he'd hurt me, but afraid to see the same look on my face he'd seen on Clair's. It could get out of hand. Why did you say 'partial' bite mark? Either he bit her, or he didn't.
I wanted it the way junkies want their fix. I had a bright glimpse inside his head. And I felt it smash into him the way his power had hit me. So don't we all, Richard, the difference isn't what you think, it's what you do about it.
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