I'd learned long ago to control it enough so I didn't raise the dead by accident. I'm not a headboard rider. You know the line that if all you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails? He frowned at me, not sure where I was going. You bastard.
Once I would have said he looked utterly relaxed, but I knew him too well now. The first few times I'd woken in absolute darkness in one of these windowless rooms, it had been claustrophobic. I didn't give him time to catch his breath, only for me to catch mine. His face was still pleasant, unreadable, hidden.
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