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... that innate untouchable air. A quiet dignity that seemed to flatten the noisy chaos of the school refectory around him into a more manageable hum, perhaps. The aloof majesty was there, one could see. In the straight line of his back, the careful economy of his movements...
But layered over it, woven through it, was something... normal.
"Oh, it’s meat pie," he observed, delighted in his low voice as he surveyed the late-night serving counter. He selected two generous slices, adde ...
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