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Lucky Stone
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>A, socialize
“I’ll wait, don’t want to put him in a bad mood by waking him up.” I settle myself next to the scrap and crane my neck to see what Sky is working on. “Anything good?”
“This can’s the best thing we found, got some nails we can make into caltrops and glass bottles that we can break to make shards.” Sky sighs. “You said the snake has good quality knives, if she’s gone you should bring them here.”
“I don’t know what’s happened to her yet, I’m not going to steal from her.”
“This again!” Grass snorts. “You can’t treat reptiles with normal standards of morality because they don’t do the same for us. Even if this snake is barely decent for a carnivore, she still supports the factory implicitly.”
The criticism makes a mix of guilt and anger boil in my stomach. I’ve told them everything about Lucy except for the intimate parts of our relationship, and I don’t know whether I feel especially defensive because she’s my lover. Maybe no matter how good she seems, a reptile can never be fully trusted.
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