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“Excuse me,” a distant voice says next to them, “you’re standing right in front of the flour.”
The person sounds a little annoyed. Buck almost doesn’t hear them, with his ears ringing and all; with the taste of Eddie’s spit on his lips. Maybe it’s his nine years of being a first responder that gave him the situational awareness he needed to even notice them at all, considering.