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Quinn stayed last night. He had some things to think about.
Still does.
He's over by the fire, his usual cup of largely untouched but still hot coffee in his hands, where he can smell it and feel it without having to engage his conscious mind about it. That's sort of tied up elsewhere.
Still does.
He's over by the fire, his usual cup of largely untouched but still hot coffee in his hands, where he can smell it and feel it without having to engage his conscious mind about it. That's sort of tied up elsewhere.