"Whynot?"Luasked,stillscrapingtheedgeofthebowlwithhisspoon.
Moxitookthebowlfromhimandgavehimalightsmathehead.
"Stopagsopathetic.I''''''''llgetyouanotherbowl."
Asshewalkedaway,Luwatchedherback,histeasinggrinfadioutaquietsighandshookhishead.
Somethingsinlifedon''''''''thavea''''''''why.''''''''They''''''''tbeexpihlogic.
Whenevenyoudon''''''''tfullyuandyourself,howcouldanyoneelsepossiblyuandyou?
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Reyastaredattheceiling,herwideeyescatgthefaintglowofthenightlight.Theclocktickedsteadily,eachsedlikeameasuredstepinanunyieldingmarchtowardmidnight.
Thestrahadsurgedinsidehernowystill,curlingliketwoetherealserpereatingintohiddenersofherbody.
Reyatouchedherstomach,tryingtoseheirpresence.
Thetwosmallmassesfeltlikesurrenderedremnantsofabattle,restingquietlywithinher,nolohrashing.Herbodycooled,theturmoilleavingbehiybattlefield.Initspce,astraionemerged—hunger,butnotthefamiliarkind.
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