[ . . But strangely enough, he hasn't moved any closer aside from the initial step. In fact, if you move any closer he just might try to put some more room between them. An oddly little expression is on his face now though as he seems to be regarding you for a moment. As much as he wished it was you. . .On this island one really couldn't be too certain of anything.]
". . . Do you mind. . . if I ask you a question?"
[. . . One that supposedly only the real Cozart would be able to answer. . . But even this would be little comfort, he knew. Who knew how much she knew.]
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[ . . But strangely enough, he hasn't moved any closer aside from the initial step. In fact, if you move any closer he just might try to put some more room between them. An oddly little expression is on his face now though as he seems to be regarding you for a moment. As much as he wished it was you. . .On this island one really couldn't be too certain of anything.]
". . . Do you mind. . . if I ask you a question?"
[. . . One that supposedly only the real Cozart would be able to answer. . . But even this would be little comfort, he knew. Who knew how much she knew.]