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- I tucked my wings close to my body and let myself drop to the ground. I demorphed quickly.
- "Anyone who doesn't have a Hork-Bajir morph, get one now," Jake instructed before the feathers had all disappeared from his face.
- I stepped up to Jara Hamee and reached toward him. "May I?" I asked.
- "Jara help," he answered.
- I pressed my hands against his leathery chest. Aldrea fought to resist a renewed wave of grief. I couldn't figure out why for a minute, then I realized that touching Jara must remind her of how it felt to touch Dak Hamee.
- It was all new to her. A loss that had occurred before I was born had happened to Aldrea just hours before. I couldn't stop thinking of it all as a story. Dak Hamee was history to me. To Aldrea he was a living, breathing person.
- I acquired Jara's DNA as quickly as possible and slid my hands away. <You still really miss him, don't you?> I asked Aldrea.
- <He died yesterday. And I was not with him. I did not hold his hand and tell him I loved him. Maybe in reality, but not in my memory, which is all the truth I have.>
- <I'm sorry.> The words felt totally lame. But I didn't know what else to say. Aldrea said nothing more.
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