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What mattered, really, was that, with this embolus business, Fairhrim
had him by the balls. (And why, pray, couldn’t it have been someone
gentle? Why couldn’t it have been someone who’d fondle them while they
were at it? Why did it have to be Fairhrim and her iron fist?)

She said, “We can help each other.”
He said, “I know.”
They slipped a bit over the boundary between enmity and partnership
then, into a new place of uncertainty.
She said, “We don’t have to like it.”
He made no answer. He already liked it. He hated that he liked it.
He hated that he had come to the waystone whole but left it having lost
a piece of himself in two star-brilliant eyes.