I don't know. [And he dares not tell Gellert the thing that has tugged at him, the sensation that soon he will find himself at the docks no matter what he desires.] But you have me now, and I have you. I've no intention of wasting that.
[His brow furrows and he murmurs:] I am working on the wrong projects. I need to dissect the docks and discover how they operate. Then I could keep us here.
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You've already been quite successful at that.
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I'll bring you back to feeling, then.
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