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"I---n---t-i-m------a----c---i e-----s-----o-f."....it was like listening to a slowly unwinding tape. His lips forming awkwardly over the words, just as they did over hers. Why was he talking? Who talked like that anymore? Why was she sitting and listening to him talk? Why did his head just not explode even though she was directing her laser gaze at the point where his Neanderthal brows met. Right. No superpowers. Damn. Meanwhile he was still talking. "Water?," she offered, anything to make him stop. He smiled broadly, before slowly tipping the glass to his mouth. *Slug brain* thought the girl. It was only a coincidence of course that the H2O globule he was about to swallow had passed through such an invertebrate.

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