“If you wanted me dead, I’d be dead.” Stabbed in the front or the back, it hardly mattered; his odds of winning a straightforward fight were low. “Other than that... yes. You’re not me.” Not that she couldn’t be sneaky or tricky, just that it wasn’t especially her preference.
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Date: 2018-11-29 11:57 pm (UTC)