[ That particular tidbit brings a darker look across his face, and he reaches instinctively, rubbing a hand along York's arm. The man has dealt with more misfortune than most. It's a wonder he wants to interact with anyone, any longer.
Locus might have given up entirely. Can't be burnt if you don't stick your hand in the fire. ]
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Locus might have given up entirely. Can't be burnt if you don't stick your hand in the fire. ]