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        "Missing?"Kurtfrowned,fusionwritinglinesonhisforehead."Butheleftwithyouthism."

        "Exactly."Reyamethisgaze,hereyessteady."Andafterthat,youdon''''''''tknowanything."

        "Whataboutyou?"

        "Me?"TheerofReya''''''''smouthcurvedintoafaint,unreadablesmile."Don''''''''tyouworryaboutme."

        Kurtlookedvisiblyrelieved,thetensioninhisshouldersloosening.

        "Yousure?"

        Reyajustshrugged.

        Forher,thiswasn''''''''tthefirstmantodieo.And,shefigured,hewouldn''''''''tbethest.

        SheivelysoughttheirlivesItwasalwaysthemenwhothrewthemselvesather,likemothsdrawnmesmerizedintoanopenfme.

        Shedidn''''''''tcareabouttheworitssequences.Shewasn''''''''t,strictlyspeaking,anormalfuninghumananyway.Shehadnoambition,nodreams,hertoanyoneoranythinginthisworld.

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