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She furrowed her brow. He was supposed to know the answer, why was he asking her? Tig thrust herself against the back of the chair and made a frustrated gesture at herself with both hands as if to say, Look at me, what do you think?!

Tig threw her hands back into her lap. I'll be lucky if I have two months, Tiberius! Needless to say his solution from last time would almost be as bad as waiting it out except with at least one guaranteed death. But it doesn't matter, it's happening, isn't it? It was a mostly rhetorical question. She folded her arms in front of her chest and continued to frown at him, daring him to contradict her.

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