Alcor clears his throat.
“Do you want to do it another time?” he says. “I have a couple places
to be and—”“No,” Jude says, her teeth gritted. Her finger hovers over the button
on her holocell. “I can do this.”His eyes flick to the sweat beading at her temples. The trembling of
her finger as it intermittently dips toward the button, never quite touching
it.“If you want I can call for you—”
“No,” she says more emphatically. “I
can do this.”He allows her a few more moments, watching her aura shift from one
muddy color to the next. When nothing happens, he assumes a bored expression
and murmurs, “Can you?”
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