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The mud was cold. No shit, I said. I had a moment of hope that we could just sit down and find out what the other two men were finding so fascinating. He poked his lip out at me, like a spoiled child.

I liked it. I was hoping to be able to stop sooner, but you kept demanding more. I'd endangered him, risked his life, by simply not paying attention to the ardeur. Arnet looked down at the body again, mostly because I pointed again.