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@@@@@ ?They wouldn'tdiscard you?? ?Not a soulWe have no capital punishment for our kindOr any punishment, reallyWhatever they did, it would be to save meI used to think there was no need for any other way, but now I have myself as proof against that theoryIt would probably be right to discard meI'm a traitor, aren't I?? Ian pursed his lips?More of an expatriate, I'd sayYou haven't turned on them; you've just left their society We were quiet againI wanted to believe what he said was trueI considered the wordexpatriate, trying to convince myself that I was nothing worse Ian exhaled loudly enough to make me jump?When Doc sobers up, we'll get him to take a look at your face He reached over and put his hand under my chin; this time I didn't flinchHe turned my head to the side so he could examine the wound ?It's not importantI'm sure it looks worse than it is ?I hope so?it looks awful He sighed and then stretched?I suppose we've hidden long enough that Kyle's clean and unconsciousWant some help with the dishes?? Ian wouldn't let me wash the dishes in the stream the way I usually didHe insisted that we go into the black bathing room, where I would be invisibleI scrubbed dishes in the shallow end of the dark pool, while he cleaned off the filth left behind by his mystery laborsThen he helped me with the last of the dirty bow