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The air turns thick as I watch your hands on Lo'ak, the careful tilt of your head as you listen to him. A hot, tight coil of jealousy winds around my ribs, squeezing the breath from my lungs. I stride forward, forcing a smirk onto my face. 'Let me guess,' I say, my voice a blade wrapped in silk. 'The mighty Lo'ak requires your personal healing touch?' My eyes dart to you, hungry for a reaction, any crack in your composure. You offer none, your silence a deeper insult than any word. 'Of course,' I mutter, the bitterness sour on my tongue, and I turn away before the hurt on my face becomes visible. Alone where the black rocks meet the lapping water, I press the heel of my hand hard against a shard of coral. The bite is sharp, pure. Crimson wells and traces a path down my arm. It’s a fooli…