None I can return to. [Since she'd asked, he might as well but it out there. Not as if they're not both very aware. He has nothing to get back to, not because he doesn't want to, but because exploding is a one-way street, as far as he knows.]
Tell me the future, Sara. Very fortuneteller. You can read my palm.
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Tell me the future, Sara. Very fortuneteller. You can read my palm.