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... f the table. Ender was sitting across from me, his head resting in his hands.
He slowly raised his head to look at me. He looked over at the cafeteria doors which led outside.
"What do we do?" Ender asked in a tired voice.
"We wait." I blankly stated.
"What if they attack us?" He asked in concern.
"They won’t. Not yet."
"How would you know, Ronan?" He asked me this time sounding frustrated.
"My father was a lieutenant commander in the navy, ...
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