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"Hmm. I don't like it when you quote my words back at me. We'll have to do something about that memory of yours," he paused for a second, "Maybe not seven, after all. William and Tom are keeping them safe, but knowing those two... there might only be one left by the time they get up here." She stared at his smile, inches from hers, held captivated as always by the jagged white scars running along the right side of his face, from the tip of his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth. Scars, just like hers, with no explanation.