[Did he? No, Black Hat doesn't want to ask a question. Not right now. The warp to the door was half-instinct, a refusal to let what belongs to him out of his sight, where it could be snatched away in a flash. He stands still, staring at Flug.
Then, he walks over to the bed and sits down next to Flug, never taking his eyes off the arachne.]
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Then, he walks over to the bed and sits down next to Flug, never taking his eyes off the arachne.]