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She blinks.
“I did?”
“When that gunfire started.”
“You literally jumped in front of me.”
He shrugs.
“That seemed like the right move.”
Her expression softens.
“You do that a lot.”
“What?”
“Act like protecting people is just… normal.”
Boone thinks about that.
Then shrugs again.
“It is.”
Before she can answer—
River’s voice cuts across the room.
“Boone.”
Boone glances over.
“Yeah?”
River gestures toward the secured Architect.
“Federal teams are on the way.”
“Ten minutes.”
Boone nods.
“Good.”
River studies him and Wren for a second.
Then smirks slightly.
“Nice work.”
Boone nods once.
River turns back to the consoles.
And the room slowly begins returning to something like normal.
Wren finally exhales again.
