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It had been nearly a month since the weekend that Alcuin had spent with Giles in Terre d'Ange - or rather, thinking they were in Terre d'Ange, as completely incomprehensible as that was. And though there was nothing overtly wrong in their relationship, it was clear that things were different. Strained, somehow. Not the least of which being the

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"Easy," Daniel said softly, moving quickly to get some towels to wipe the liquid up. One was thrown on the forming puddle on the floor, one was placed on the table, and the third was offered to Alcuin. "It's just me." He offered Alcuin a soft smile.

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Daniel stiffened. "Kill you? Just what kind of person is this...Melisande?" He didn't like the idea of anyone trying to hurt Alcuin. No wonder Rupert seemed a little odd the other day. "I'm not even sure I want to know what happens if someone gets killed in one of these..dreams." Injured didn't seem to count, but did dying?

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"Not a good one," Alcuin said quietly.

He rubbed the back of his neck, an awkward movement, and then said, "I don't know either. I was lucky that Rupert was so quick, and yet still... he feels guilty because I got hurt at all." A pause, and then he added, "She sliced my face with a knife."

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Daniel winced. "I won't ask about how it got healed. I got hurt when I was in those dream-states. I'm just glad you're all right. From what it sounds like, it could have been a lot worse."

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Alcuin nodded, and his eyes saddened. "It could have. But I still fear that it has done damage to my relationship with Rupert."

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"He cares about you," Daniel said softly. "Even someone as relationship-blind as I am can see that."