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It hurts, for some reason, to hear Ingram is Arrille’s friend. She stiffens a little but tries to avoid any major shift in her posture, as much as she wanted to end the conversation and run home to deal with this. Instead, she thinks about Étoille and what he did during the war and the things he’s told her. If she were not so oblivious to his a-little-too-friendly-nature, she could use it to her advantage, but she doesn’t control much of her physical movement to avoid giving away more hurt than she intends.
 
“I didn’t know there was a pack there,” she says and frowns, looking away. There are more questions she has but she doubts he’ll be the one to answer them.