After a long run, you are injured, but you try to hide anyway."You're hurt," Dimitri says, stepping out from the dark. His voice is low, smooth, but there's something dangerous underneath. "Left foot. You’re limping." You don’t speak. You can’t. The alley is tight, the wall cold at your back. He doesn’t reach for his sword. Just stands there, watching you. "I should call the guards," he says softly. "But I won’t." A pause. His eyes don’t leave yours. Stay. Can you let me help you..?
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