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"Yes."

"Your shoulder too."

He looked down at it as though this might be new information. "Also yes."

"And your knees are terrible."

"My knees are magnificent."

"They're twenty-seven and already complaining."

Halver made a quiet sound from beside the door.

Alex pointed at him. "No one asked you."

I turned toward Halver.

He stopped smiling.

"You too."

His expression flattened.

That got Nykos's attention.

Corian, who had been checking our departure papers beside the table, lowered them slightly. "What are you doing?"

"Fixing them."

Alex's head snapped back toward me. "Can you fix this?"

I stared at him. "Obviously."

"What do you mean obviously?"

"I mean I can heal injuries."

"Yes, new injuries."

"I never said only new ones."

For several seconds he simply looked at me.

Outrage crossed his face hard enough that I almost stepped back.

"You have been living with me for two weeks."

"Yes."

"We have trained every day."

"Yes."

"You knew my shoulder does that irritating clicking thing."

"I did."

"And you could have fixed it?"