[ Crane catches it. And that's enough to have him move closer, inches apart. Examining the other's face, staring. Staring, trying to memorize every single bit of it even though the flash is gone. ]
I was right the first time. [ It's a whisper, but it's hushed and it's there, Crane looming over Moriarty. ]
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I was right the first time. [ It's a whisper, but it's hushed and it's there, Crane looming over Moriarty. ]
It's being ordinary.