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"Well, you're missing out, Nureyev. Best way to lose your lunch is with someone else, preferably someone who's also drunk off their ass, or having a bad trip, or whatever's got your head in the toilet. Or." "Or?" "Somebody who won't judge you, is the point." "And are you done judging me, love?" I know he just wants me to trust him. I can't find the words to say that I already do, that I have since we got into the Ruby 7 at gunpoint and don't plan to look back. “I think I might be.” Soon, I’ll play too deep in his head and find memories worse than anything my overactive imagination can conjure up, and ones that will endear me to him more than any anecdote about stealing from the rich to give to the infirm. But first, he’ll tighten his arms around me and whisper "I’m glad", breath hot and wet on the shell of my ear. First, I’ll fall asleep in his arms, my hand falling out of his hair and coming to rest on the back of his neck. First, every last one of my fears about how it will feel for him to hold me will come true and I won’t even regret it. And, first, I’ll be dragged bodily from his arms, and we’ll start again. + Peter is touchy. Juno has mixed feelings.

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