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He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "Yes."
She watched him thoughtfully, saying nothing.
"Yes, let's do it again."
"That's not why I killed him," he said flatly, holding up a shiny amulet that he had taken off him. "He was a thief who killed some people. That's...
She observed him before sighing, taking her hands back.
She grinned. "Ah. Perfect."
"Because he was thief as well as a vampire. I'm just doing what was asked of me."
It was Warner, his head tilted slightly. "Hey, Addie."
She took his face in her hands gently, almost in a playful way. "I do not know how, August."
She raised her eyebrows. "What does that mean?"
"Yes, it was," he replied easily, taking the man and moving to cut something that hung around his neck. "I told you to be careful."
There was a knock on her door.
She looked nervous, pulling away. "I'm not sure."
"Yeah, but listen this time. You didn't do anything."
His expression was unchanging. He was looking at her. "Are you?"
(Yoop!)
She sputtered slightly. "August, I mean like relationship stuff."
"You didn't do anything."
Francis let down the bow, putting an arrow back into the quiver. "Are you okay?"
"Of course."
