Want to dance? We have music this time. And I don't have to punch you when we finish.
Amy TinteraI think people immediately assumed I was yours so they stayed far away.' He met my eyes and smiled. 'I was. I am.' He leaned forward and brushed his lips to mine. 'Yours.
Amy TinteraHe turned to me. His expression was serious, but I liked how it softened slightly when he looked at me. Like the way he looked at me was different from how he looked at everyone else.
Amy TinteraIt was true that all Reboots were attractive, in a way. After death, when the virus took hold and the body Rebooted, the skin cleared, the body sharpened, the eyes glowed. It was like pretty with a hint of deranged.
Although my hint was more like a generous serving.
He had been willing to die because he refused to take a life.
But me, I contemplated shooting everyone.
You have to wait for me. I'm leading."
"Why are you leading?"
"Because you have no idea what you're doing."
"Fair enough.
Want to dance?" He scooped me into his arms before I could reply. "We have music this time. And I don't have to punch you when we finish."
"You don't have to. But if I step on your feet too many times you can feel free.
Do that thing where you look blank, like you have no feelings at all.
I think that's just my face.
Are we going to do my leg next?" he asked. "Can I get some warning next time? A quick 'Hey I'm going to snap your bone with my bare hands right now. Brace yourself.
Amy TinteraHey, nice landing!" Addie called, and I turned to see her standing next to her shuttle, grinning.
I laughed and shrugged my shoulders. "They're all still alive!"
"Sort of a low bar you set for yourself, huh?" Beth asked, playfully punching my shoulder as I helped her out of the shuttle.
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