[He pushes Vanyel's hand away, a reaction more indicative of not being accustomed to being touched than out of anger. He sits up once more and looked back at him with the sort of expression that would normally communicate, 'You must have lost your fucking marbles.']
I-...'Our'...What sort of cockamamie nonsense are you--...
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I-...'Our'...What sort of cockamamie nonsense are you--...