well, jesus christ, i'm alone again
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     Gabriel waited until the small girl was just out of earshot, eyes following her while his body remained still. He then sat, body language suggesting that she was not at fault—rather, then he was approaching her as her as family, not by superior rank. “First of all, I’d like to let you know that DaVinci is not welcome on our lands. He’s crossed our borders several times without permission. I don’t trust him.” For more then one reason, at that.
     His tone, which had reverted to something nearly militaristic, softened to a more fatherly concern. “I don’t know what he is to you, but don’t forget that he is bound elsewhere. As are you,” he added, eyes shifting behind her to where Valkyrie was playing. Quite suddenly, he realized why she looked so familiar—and his eyes snapped back to the girl, nearly perturbed. “Is Hybrid the father?”
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