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... d too little restraint.
Food floated. Half the seating was territorial. The other half was political. And somewhere in the chaos, an actual meal might happen.
But today, it wasn't loud.
Today, it quieted.
Not dramatically. Just enough. Just when he walked in.
'Are they watching me or something?'
Lindarion paused.
Not long.
Long enough to register the shift.
Then he moved to the food line—slow, measured steps—and grabbed a tr ...
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