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He pulled back again to study the other man's face. I plan to fix that, and no amount of putting yourself down will change my mind, he replied. The words were fervent and stern, not meant to scold but to convince. When he wanted something, he rarely yielded to any kind of deterrent, something Alarian would certainly learn if he allowed the beast to be a more permanent fixture in his life. When the other man spoke again, amusement softened the expression in Midar's eyes once more. No? he asked, raising an eyebrow. Perhaps something more ominous? He was teasing mostly, but he honestly wouldn't be surprised if it were the truth.