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... rom dignified to concerning, moving with the quick, fluttering panic of someone who’d spent years anticipating that exact sound.
His robe flared as he nearly tripped over himself, fishing a folded cloth from some hidden pocket before offering it to Thalen like a priest presenting an offering to a temperamental god.
The director snatched it without a word, pressed it to his mouth, and coughed—wet and rattling—into the fabric. I could see the faint stain blooming through it from wh ...
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