[There's a reaction Cayde hasn't seen in a long time, and he pulls his hand back when she flinches away. It's almost hurtful, tugging on a thread from a previous boot, but he elects not to think about that and think about this awful job he just volunteered himself for instead.]
Right... [He crouches for a moment, and then he's almost entirely gone from sight.] You know how to tell which one it was?
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Right... [He crouches for a moment, and then he's almost entirely gone from sight.] You know how to tell which one it was?