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... slurp up his noodle soup like he hadn’t eaten in days. Which, judging by the way his thin fingers gripped the chopsticks, might’ve been true.
The boy didn’t answer. He barely even looked up. Broth dribbled down his chin, and he used the too-long sleeve of his shirt to wipe it away before diving right back in.
Adam leaned back in his seat, arms crossed, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. "Looks like he thinks we’re running a charity."
"You tagged along," Eryx muttered with ...
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