Susan, who had been eying Silas contemplatively since he'd set her down, stepped up beside Camilla and now subjected him to a frighteningly penetrative stare. "He doesn't need help," she said. "He's kinda like my granddad, only not as tall and not, you know, dead."
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Date: 2007-04-16 01:02 am (UTC)