My voice was utterly calm, as if we were talking about the weather. I glanced at him as I slowed for a stoplight. I was on my stomach, and I couldn't move. I wasn't being callous, it just never entered my mind.
My lips were suddenly dry. He still stood as far away as the stretched fabric of the black robe could take him. Something dropped from that dark figure, something silver that glinted in the white glow, but it didn't really register. Do you mean what you just said? Nathaniel asked, and his voice was oddly empty, as if he were trying very hard not to be angry or hopeful.
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