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"I - one of those two men came to me a few days beforehand, and told me I wouldn't have to take my chances with - with meditating and tehn-yamareen again even though my ko-kugalsu was on Vulcan when it was destroyed, that they'd found someone and were betrothing me in loco parentis."

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"Well, that much was true, I suppose," says Lalita.

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"Yes," agrees V'Ler, warily.

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"And I don't think you were in much shape to wonder about her side of the story by the time the moment came."

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"No."

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"Maybe next time you'll look into it a little harder. Glad to see you're feeling better," he says, and he turns to go.

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"Thank you for sparing my life," V'Ler says abruptly.

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"You're welcome."

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V'Ler appears to have nothing else to say.

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Then Lalita will go back to the hotel room.

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Isabella is there, writing; she puts down her device to hug him hello.

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Hug!

"Basically a patsy," he summarizes. "He had no reason to think anything was especially more wrong with this arranged betrothal than usual until he was already too far gone to care."
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"Thank you," says Isabella.

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Snuggle hug.

"How goes the speechwriting? Let me see the latest draft," he says.
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She hands it over; there are conspicuous blank spots where what she wants to say is dependent on whether V'Ler was complicit.

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He cuddles up and reads it, then hands it back and kisses her cheek.

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She returns the gesture, and sets about splicing in references to V'Ler, who she opts to leave anonymous.

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Lalita snuggles, and reads over her shoulder, and comments on her work.

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