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    _{“Why would you be? You and your crazy vampire strength and what not.”}

   _{[ She watches as he manages to carry the two crystal glasses along with the bottle of scotch without fail and sees the Holden that MJ knew and cared for. He was different, but totally the same all at once. ]}

      _{“That we are.”}

  _{[ A flicker of an unidentifiable emotion is visible in his expression, just for a moment –– then it settles, as if nothing had disconcerted him in the first place. ]}

     _{“That’s not exactly what I was talking about, but thanks.”}

  _{[ Nudging the glass towards her, he smirks in a mockingly saccharine way. His fingers trace the outline of his own cup lazily. ]}

     _{“Then tell me. You wouldn’t have mentioned it if it wasn’t something you were comfortable talking about, anyway.”}