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"But since we've all nearly died horribly several times in the past few days, I'll give you a free pass just for tonight. But you might, oh, I don't know, to him." "And say what?" I asked, scrambling out of bed. I pulled my favorite jeans out of my closet and rummaged for a T-shirt. "Sorry I nearly chewed through your jugular? They don't exactly make a card for that." "I could draw one for you." "Ew."