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... ats creating a rhythmic pattern.
"She's really... like me?" Hank's thoughts filtered through their bond.
Arthur smirked. The mental connection he shared with his summons proved useful in more ways than one. He could feel Hank's conflicted emotions—fierce predator pride mixed with a loneliness the hawk had never acknowledged.
"Yes," Arthur replied mentally. "I thought you might appreciate the company."
Hank's golden eyes gleamed with understanding. "Master did this ...
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