[ His hand slides over Molly's on his chest, glancing down to catch sight of that distracting swirl on the back. He pulls face as if his nose is itchy, then lets out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. ]
Molls, the Augur ... they can change anything they want, can't they? Easy. They put these tattoos on you in seconds, am I right?
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[ His hand slides over Molly's on his chest, glancing down to catch sight of that distracting swirl on the back. He pulls face as if his nose is itchy, then lets out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. ]
Molls, the Augur ... they can change anything they want, can't they? Easy. They put these tattoos on you in seconds, am I right?