"Of course not." That said, here comes another knife as if summoned by her words. And he does step neatly aside of it, without hardly looking. It sinks into the wall behind them both with a thick thwack.
"Nothing, much. I'm not your father am I?" For that, they should both be grateful.
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"Nothing, much. I'm not your father am I?" For that, they should both be grateful.