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“Speaker input?” the voice prompted.

Khal came to Aurin months later, cheeks thin from late-night shifts, eyes brighter than she’d ever seen. He held a battered primer and a newly minted application for a technical apprenticeship. The form had annotations in his home dialect and in English; where a term felt foreign, the mesh suggested culturally appropriate phrasing. He laughed—small, incredulous—and hugged Aurin like they’d both survived a storm. mimk 231 english exclusive

The Syndicate man snorted. “You’re proposing a bounty hunt with rules?” “Speaker input