[Koltira leans back, again for just a moment. He strips the bed of its top sheet, and then wraps the sheet quickly around Martin's chest and waist. Once he's got the kid swaddled, he cinches his arms around Martin's midsection and pulls him up, onto the bed, onto his lap.]
He is not the man we knew. But he is a man we can come to know.
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He is not the man we knew. But he is a man we can come to know.