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Her own explanation to Henry, about himself, had her truly understanding aspects about him she had never deeply considered for long and it caused her to give him a look of true sympathy. It had to be very hard, not to mention very suppressed to live as Henry must. While she was here with him she would do all she could to ease that...and she tried to let as much show with her hungry gaze sweeping over that beautiful muscular body once again.
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"I think this night has shown that we are similar, though, " she murmured to him with an understanding smile.
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When he spoke of the unfortunates, Leti found herself unable to refrain from giving the doctor a glare. He hadn't been unkind and he'd spoken the truth but she just couldn't help being offended by the term true though it was or perhaps angry at hearing a fortunate as it were, speaking the word.
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"Well," she said a little more tartly than intended,"I believe the fortunates died from the black plague just as? easily as our lot back then. And if another illness sweeps the world, they will join us again."
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She felt sorry for her crossed arms and hardened look as soon as the words left her mouth. This man was allowing her into his home. He was using proper terms?and he, even though an obviously dangerous sort,( Leti was no fool, and hadn't forgotten the interaction with the old man,) had been nothing but kind to her. He treated her like anyone else and she cast down her gaze in shame.
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"I'm sorry,?DR. Enry... It is...merely...being an unfortunate as it were, not a pleasant thought."
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She shrugged, expression still apologetic as her cheeks heated.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat