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"What are you running from?" Techno asked at last, his voice quieter now. Not softer—just… less tired. Less dismissive.
The kid hesitated again. When he spoke, his voice was barely above a whisper. "None of your business."
"Uh-huh." Techno crossed his arms again, tapping his fingers against his sleeve. "See, that’s where you’re wrong. Because you just made it my business."
The kid turned slightly, just enough for Techno to see the edge of his profile. His jaw was set, his lips bloodless from pressing together too hard. His shoulders, already narrow, seemed even smaller now, like he tried to become invisible.
And Techno… sighed.
"Get inside before you freeze to death."
The kid blinked, clearly thrown off. "What?"
"You heard me." Techno stepped back, jerking his head toward the open door. "I’m not in the mood to bury a corpse in the morning. Inside. Now."