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As the sun rose, Trisamaine pushed her over, hair in a tussle. Memories of the fire of Tris’s hair flitted past her mind’s eye.
“You’re a good jackal Bene.”
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, claws digging in to Tris’s back, to either stop or encourage, she didn’t know. Carbene gulped down the amnesia water, its taste the familiar bitterness of a food once hated in childhood. A squash she’d never eat again.
“You really are.”
