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To his surprise, the weasel was hardly the frightened animal most of the ones he had seen in the wild were. His instinct told him this was prey, but he was an educated man and knew better. That and the girl seemed to control the animal, which retreated back to her. Gotham stared. He didn’t realize he was staring until her face filled with sorrow.
“Oh no, no!” He stammered, raising his dark hands palm-up in a gesture of forgiveness. “It was my fault. I wasn’t paying attention, I was…” Smoking. Blue eyes turned and the wolf spotted his crushed cigarette. Oh well. He shouldn’t have been smoking anyway. Not when he was preparing for war. “Are you okay? I’m not a medic, but my sister is, she could look at you if you’re hurt.” Relying on other people. How awful. He felt worthless, and this only solidified his urge to go and save Anu more.
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