Once you've crossed enough lines, one more doesn't seem that big a deal. I had a bright glimpse inside his head. Damian could not help me fight fear, or loneliness, or sorrow, because he carried too much of it inside himself. My pulse was still wild in my throat, like I'd choke on it, but I could think again.
Because I knew now why I'd had the shocky reaction earlier, before the metaphysics had gotten out of hand. You don't like being babied. If even one bite radius was off, it would mean a change of players in our vampire group. Did what? he said, and he was grinning at me.
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