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"whatever gave you such an idea," tavina groused when she could speak again, when she had separated from the integral into the hurt fractal images of herself that now only eset glimpsed. 

stilling her harshness, one work-strong paw against the bed, tavina leaned over the poor figure in the crumpled furs and slowly tried to work the slender arms down until she could see the stricken torment on eset's tearstained countenance.

"no. never. why? for this? for him? no, eset. worry," she said down into the eyes she hoped would remain open to her. "fear. relief. not hate."