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I
’
d
never
seen
him
struggle
so
hard
for
words
.
It
was
so
.
.
.
human
.
"
So
there
’
s
no
possibility
now
?
"
"
Mind
over
matter
,
"
he
repeated
,
smiling
,
his
teeth
bright
even
in
the
darkness
.
"
Wow
,
that
was
easy
,
"
I
said
.
He
threw
back
his
head
and
laughed
,
quietly
as
a
whisper
,
but
still
exuberantly
.
"
Easy
for
you
!
"
he
amended
,
touching
my
nose
with
his
fingertip
.
And
then
his
face
was
abruptly
serious
.
"
I
’
m
trying
,
"
he
whispered
,
his
voice
pained
.
"
If
it
gets
to
be
.
.
.
too
much
,
I
’
m
fairly
sure
I
’
ll
be
able
to
leave
.
"
I
scowled
.
I
didn
’
t
like
the
talk
of
leaving
.
"
And
it
will
be
harder
tomorrow
,
"
he
continued
.
"
I
’
ve
had
the
scent
of
you
in
my
head
all
day
,
and
I
’
ve
grown
amazingly
desensitized
.
If
I
’
m
away
from
you
for
any
length
of
time
,
I
’
ll
have
to
start
over
again
.
Not
quite
from
scratch
,
though
,
I
think
.
"
