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"not… that… I… wait, no…. the whisky…. it was red… it's… not usually… red…"
he trailed off, unable to continue. His heart was beating painfully hard.
Charles reached over and grabbed Cass's hand. Squeezing it hard.
Cass rolls his eyes, “And you just. . . drank re whiskey? How stupid are you?” He mutters, shaking his head.
The healer casts a cutting gaze towards Cass, and she looks at Charles, “What did it tase like? Did it taste like normal, or different?”
Cass jumps slightly when Charles takes his hand and he almost pulls away, but decides against it. He kneows the man is clearly looking for comfort, though Cass knows the man will pretend like nothing happened in the feature.
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