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[The stranger leaves, and Shryke isn't what emotion plucks at him. He is relieved to be free of that man, certainly, but at what cost? He lays his fingers gently on the wrist of Hassan's left arm, and murmurs.]

Hassan. It's all right. Thank you.

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