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"Zev nodded. He smiled up at Tatijana as she came to his side. "It's good to see you," he greeted her. "Thanks for saving us out there." She smiled back at him and sank down into the grass, taking his arm to inspect the damage. "It's getting to be a habit. We can't have anyone killing you, Zev. My sister wouldn't be too pleased. She's hoping to get another dance with you sometime." "She probably doesn't remember my name," Zev said. "But it's kind of you to say so." Tatijana laughed. "Silly man. Your name is probably the only one she does remember. She's not very social." Fen gave a small derisive snort. "The lengths you go to, getting yourself hurt just for a little female sympathy. You know, Tatijana, he really is far faster than he lets on and he could have prevented the knife from slicing him open. He was just hoping your sister would show up and kiss it all better." Zev sent him a warning glare. "I'm still armed to the teeth, you bastard."
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