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[There's movement over his head, and Cassel jumps, fingers flying to the wrists of his gloves. Ready to pull them off. Ready to attack. Ready for anything, these days.]

[But it's - Zane.]

[He smiles, soft and uncertain.]

What're you doing, huh?

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