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Who is this sassy lost child
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Jae nodded and made sure he had a sure grip on both the crossbow and the staff as he started walking again. Nadia agreeing to stick together for a while didn't lift his spirits as much as it should have. One last friend to cling to until one or the both of them died, that was all it was. What a bitter thought about friendship.

He wondered if her thoughts were as morbid. She seemed to have gotten through the last few days relatively unscathed, despite running into both Brendan and Caedyn and even bearing witness to Caedyn's killing someone. Running into Alvaro right off the bat had shaped his entire stay here, leaving him with a half-wrecked body and a deep mistrust of almost everyone he came across. Most of the time, it had proven justified.

Jae glanced over at Nadia as they made their way across the bridge in a not-quite-comfortable silence. She had slowed to keep pace with him, absently turning the table leg that was her makeshift weapon over in her hands, expression unreadable. They had always been similar, but on different enough wavelengths that it was difficult to guess what was going on with each other a lot of the time.

"What are you thinking about?"
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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