He could have said a half-dozen things that would have made it worse, but he had mercy on me. It had seemed so simple. But I wasn't looking at Marconi, I was looking at Avery. He sounded sad.
I glanced at the carpet and for the first time was glad it was a dark woodsy brown. When I turned to the next smiling person in line, I caught Detective Jessica Arnet giving me a look. I guess I didn't either, not really. Did I hear Nathaniel say that you were eating Damian's energy? I nodded.
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