She lets it go, knows it's best for now if she does. He won't allow her to give Benjy cake, there's no way he'll listen if she insists that it's nice anyway, to give him good mattresses and not just assume he's immune to normal levels of pain.
Swann reaches across the table so he'll hold her hand, her eyebrows arching. "Why? Did it used to be dangerous before, did we somehow change it and make it safe?"
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Swann reaches across the table so he'll hold her hand, her eyebrows arching. "Why? Did it used to be dangerous before, did we somehow change it and make it safe?"