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... The warmth flickered against their faces, yet neither Quaso nor Elijah said a word.
They just sat there.
Staring at the fire.
Quaso shifted, glancing at Elijah out of the corner of her eye. She was chewing on a piece of jerky, then spoke. "Do you think it will be alright?"
Elijah, caught off guard by the sudden question, blinked. "What do you mean?"
Quaso swallowed her jerky, her eyes never leaving the flames. "Well, you know... We only have four hours lef ...
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