"Missing?"Kurtfrowned,fusionwritinglinesonhisforehead."Butheleftwithyouthism."
"Exactly."Reyamethisgaze,hereyessteady."Andafterthat,youdon''''''''tknowanything."
"Whataboutyou?"
"Me?"TheerofReya''''''''smouthcurvedintoafaint,unreadablesmile."Don''''''''tyouworryaboutme."
Kurtlookedvisiblyrelieved,thetensioninhisshouldersloosening.
"Yousure?"
Reyajustshrugged.
Forher,thiswasn''''''''tthefirstmantodieo.And,shefigured,hewouldn''''''''tbethest.
SheivelysoughttheirlivesItwasalwaysthemenwhothrewthemselvesather,likemothsdrawnmesmerizedintoanopenfme.
Shedidn''''''''tcareabouttheworitssequences.Shewasn''''''''t,strictlyspeaking,anormalfuninghumananyway.Shehadnoambition,nodreams,hertoanyoneoranythinginthisworld.
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