[He can’t look at it. Those words, spoken in his mind’s eye hurt. Like someone took a knife and drove it in between his ribs.
He makes a noise in response to Paul’s question, something pained and denying. But he leans into the hand on his shoulder and reaches up to take it with a clammy grip as he watches the omen work.]
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He makes a noise in response to Paul’s question, something pained and denying. But he leans into the hand on his shoulder and reaches up to take it with a clammy grip as he watches the omen work.]