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... > He had one hand braced against his hip, the other hanging stiffly at his side, shoulders drawn tight beneath a dark shirt. He looked like a man who had been standing there too long and knew it.
Beyond the reinforced window, Arion lay in the isolated room surrounded by monitors and lines and too much white.
Dax stopped beside Otto without speaking for a moment.
He looked through the glass too.
Arion’s face had changed over the last week. Not in any dramatic way. ...
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