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Gabe blinked over at the man driving the carriage-a dark-haired fellow with piercing blue eyes. In response to the question about the meeting, he lifted his palm to his forehead before pushing outward with the palm flat-'I don't know' in sign language. He turned his head back, squinting at some of the other individuals gathered there. If there was a meeting, what was it even for?
StrixDesmodus
