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... was a physical thing he could brace against. "You were lost," he repeated, and the faint emphasis on ’were’ felt like a correction.
Dean narrowed his eyes. "Answer the question."
Arion gave him a brief, irritatingly calm look. "My wing," he said. "It’s closer than yours."
Dean stared. "Your wing."
"Yes."
Dean opened his mouth to object out of principle, but Arion’s voice slid in first, smooth and controlled, like a blade being set carefully on a table.
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