was never contained at all."Philia crossed her arms, concern tightening her features. "At least they're trying. But the rest of you, watch our backs.""Yes, sir," Cecile responded promptly."Should be clear," Tirell added, "but once our Agent's out, we're gone. Don't worry—we're not setting up the hatch installation. Once we're out of the more specialized fruits of artificial manufacture, and even descend to the issue at hand," Blanche said, glancing
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