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... hovering there. Warm light, steady hum, a faint system whine like it's buffering responsibility in real time.
Nobody moves.
Splitjaw tilts his head. "You gonna touch it?"
"No," I say.
Embergleam raises an eyebrow. "Then why are we still here?"
The Kid looks at me, glowing eyes and soot-streaked grin. "It likes you."
I hate that phrase. The system shouldn't like anything.
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