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They stared at him, and he let it sink in. For the first
time, these boys were getting some sense of what their
deaths might look like. They were also feeling, for the first
time in their lives, grown-up courage.
He looked at the faces in front of him and felt relieved
that Tarli had left; the boy had an innocence that would be
destroyed by training -
A terrible growl came from directly underneath Saliak,
who let out a startled, high-pitched shriek, leapt straight up,
and scrambled over the second and third row of benches to
find the door. Most of the others jumped, but settled back
embarrassedly.
Saliak made it almost to the door before he turned to
see. Smiling innocently, Tarli crawled out from under the
front bench. He took a seat in Saliak's place.
Saliak slunk back and sat next to Tarli.
Tarli, bright eyed and grinning, said to Moran,
"Excuse me, Sire."
The Mask stayed in place, not acknowledging what
had happened, but Moran didn't miss the stony glares of the
embarrassed novices, or the utter hatred on the face of the
humiliated Saliak.
Tarli, Tarli, Moran thought with a surprising rush of
exasperated fondness, I couldn't have charted a rougher
path for you than you just mapped out for yourself
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