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... find her disciples sitting at opposite ends of the medical station’s supply table. While a large chunk of her consciousness was aimed at Qatrand and her surroundings, she noted that both of their spirits radiated a peculiar (for them) mix of things - ’embarrassment’, ’obstinance’, and ’hurt’.
’Almost enough to make me want to poke at the obvious lover’s quarrel that occurred.’
While securing her last wooden kebab skewer in her fingers, Elua’s gaze swept ’obviously’ between them b ...
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