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Some clowns are jumping around in the holovision and pretending to sing, in sharp, shrill voices to absolutely wretched music! Eugene, who was sitting in front, straightened her hair and threw the dice, and the redhead was sitting next to them and watching them go. He's always there for her, well, except for school. After the service, when I return here to Mendoir, I will definitely buy myself the same cat! I'll get into debt, but I'll buy it!
I look at her back, and under her thin T-shirt I can see her slender figure, thin arms, and protruding ribs with shoulder blades. She seems so fragile and defenseless, even though I know perfectly well that she's not. The little man is much stronger than Nain, heavier, and, despite his appearance, tougher. But sometimes you still want to hold her, who seems so defenseless, with thin, almost transparent skin, under which a blue network of veins is visible, to yourself. Pin her down and protect her from the whole world. She turns around and smiles at me with her soft, understanding smile. An empath!
"I can wrap myself in your feelings, Hame, like in a blanket — they are so strong and warm. As strong and warm as you are," she told me once in Turian, ridiculously swallowing sounds unpronounceable to humans.
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