I'll drive, Graham said, just don't touch me while I'm behind the wheel. He drew back enough so we could see each other, but kept my face between his hands. It took me a second to realize that he'd answered the question I'd asked with the door closed. And that bothers you, why? Only sociopaths and crazy people can look at the violently dead and feel absolutely nothing, Micah.
He looked down at me, anger so ready in his eyes. He crawled to my head, stroking my hair back from my face. I decided for truth. I remembered shielding from Damian's fear.
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