"Must've been good books," he says approvingly. No one's ever done something like this for him before, and he's pretty sure that no one else could, without the psychic sensations she's transmitting to him. He's not even worried about her hurting herself trying to hard, nor is he thinking about having both of his fathers disappointed in him. She's the center of his world, the only thing that exists for him in this moment.
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