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He knew from the expressions both open and repressed that Flint had reached some conclusions – likely correct, and sure to bear questions in their wake. Yet there was nothing the man could do to him now that he could not escape. There was no benefit for Flint now that his reason for piracy had ripped reality out from under him. In truth – in this life Flint had damned himself to – Silver was one of the few things he had left. It granted security in revelation, even one as significant as this and that alone was what had afforded this moment to culminate into what it now was.
Still, he had no desire to give more at this juncture than what was needed to make the hell he was presently subjected to by way of Flint trying to pick his way through Don Quixote end. “Seeing as you seem determined to hack your way into it, I feel I have little choice in the matter unless I wish to be victim to that on a regular basis,” The retort was drawled in such a manner that it was clear he was still shaking off the nonsense he’d just heard, while simultaneously offering no further substance to Flint’s little observation.
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