[ He knows there was no promise. They cannot extract such things from each other, walking in some new sunburst direction where no one has gone before. It's not done. And after she says she will be a traitor, she wears their colours. After he thought of the court-martial, here he is, with his knives, his wolf, every mark that makes him Drüskelle. And Nina. ]
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[ He knows there was no promise. They cannot extract such things from each other, walking in some new sunburst direction where no one has gone before. It's not done. And after she says she will be a traitor, she wears their colours. After he thought of the court-martial, here he is, with his knives, his wolf, every mark that makes him Drüskelle. And Nina. ]