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He silently guided to the courtyard, retrieving his tray of food, and marching his way over to Reno. Clark seated himself, now not even casting a glance in April’s direction. “I’m fine now, Reno. I was just going through some things.”

“It’s hard,” Reno said while chewing part of his lunch. “I understand. But don’t go scaring me like that again. I don’t like seeing you in that way.”