there's a stutter of thought, a quick flash of several places as if Devit's trying to think of the right one, and then the memory of walking down a busy street in a market in his world, the stalls and windows full of exotic and good-smelling things, the people speaking a language he doesn't understand, and having Jasdero's hand in his]
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there's a stutter of thought, a quick flash of several places as if Devit's trying to think of the right one, and then the memory of walking down a busy street in a market in his world, the stalls and windows full of exotic and good-smelling things, the people speaking a language he doesn't understand, and having Jasdero's hand in his]