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... across the edge of the glass, swallowing the sleek lines of the private bath chamber. Showers aboard Confederacy vessels weren't indulgent. They were pressurized, water-efficient, and tuned to keep soldiers clean without wasting time or resources.
But Orion wasn't thinking about any of that.
He had both arms braced against the tile wall, head lowered, water rolling down his spine like a slow current. His breath came slow. His mind wasn't here.
It was back in the training ...
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