[ He nods and starts for the door, still with a hand around York's rib cage. ]
What the fuck caused that?
[ It's an idle thought, a rhetorical question. But the cupids had dived right for the two of them without hesitation, ignoring everyone else in the room. ]
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What the fuck caused that?
[ It's an idle thought, a rhetorical question. But the cupids had dived right for the two of them without hesitation, ignoring everyone else in the room. ]