[ whether that was the right answer or not, the hands still at his unpleasant response—they don’t disappear, but they aren’t trying to hurt him. they’re simply there, and dextera takes a step back. ]
…
[ he doesn’t want anything from berkut. he doesn’t need it. except, perhaps… ]
no subject
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[ he doesn’t want anything from berkut. he doesn’t need it. except, perhaps… ]
Please… answer my question.
[ what kind of world does berkut want? ]