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The twins were over by the observation window, flickers of goldish almost steam rising from them here and there.
They were watching the bar over each other's shoulders, those same scarab-black eyes alert and bright, even with the smoke.
They wouldn't be averse to conversation, even though they're not all there.
They were watching the bar over each other's shoulders, those same scarab-black eyes alert and bright, even with the smoke.
They wouldn't be averse to conversation, even though they're not all there.