[ Don't over play it, don't over play it, don't over play it. The refrain echoed through Tim's head, flashing him back to Lexington and how hard he'd always worked to keep his interests away from the office. The delicate balance of between deflection and 'he doth protest too much'. ]
We are soldiers in arms. [ Tim knew she understood the word soldier, figured she understood the way the man fighting beside you became like a brother. ]
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We are soldiers in arms. [ Tim knew she understood the word soldier, figured she understood the way the man fighting beside you became like a brother. ]