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Amun grinned faintly, again appearing as if the tattered remnants of his former joy and confidence were wrapped around him like a cloak. "You're right. It didn't." Shrugging again, he shifted so that most of his weight was leaning on the walking stick, though he still kept his injured hand hidden behind his back.
As they began walking, he kept it there. "Yes. It is." He paused for a moment as he navigated around a particularly large crack in the cobblestones. "Some ice went straight through my hip. It's healing, just very slowly." Sparing a glance for her, he raised his eyebrows. "You ran away from Spin the Bottle." It wasn't a question either.
As they began walking, he kept it there. "Yes. It is." He paused for a moment as he navigated around a particularly large crack in the cobblestones. "Some ice went straight through my hip. It's healing, just very slowly." Sparing a glance for her, he raised his eyebrows. "You ran away from Spin the Bottle." It wasn't a question either.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
