I'm not sure, he said in a voice that was thicker than it should have been this early in. I stared up at him and didn't know what he meant. Maybe he was one of those men who just didn't believe women in authority, or maybe he just wanted to see Nathaniel's hair spread all over his bed so badly, that he didn't want to believe it. How can you be sure? I asked.
I don't want this to be a good time now, then we go back to cutting each other up. You talked to Chimera, to more than one of his faces. It was that old, old problem of his and his line of vampires. Do you have like some metaphysical fist up his ass, like he's some kind of ventriloquist dummy, because that doesn't sound like him.
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