I let the doubts go, because what I was about to do was something I could do, and wanted to do, and had promised to do. But it wasn't, he wasn't, and I didn't need any more complications tonight. He's not sure what will happen right now. The knives are silver.
The tattoo on his arm was a Marine tattoo. Damian fed the ardeur not as the eatee, but as the eater? It was not hard to raise it in him. He'd never had anyone read to him before bedtime. I thought about it.
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