[ It's worse in a few ways than an obvious lie; it makes him instantly uneasy, almost nauseous, guts twisting in cold knots — there'd been a town like that. Not like that, but enough like it. He still remembered details, sometimes, out of nowhere.
He looks back at Guren again, a little paler, schooling his expression. ]
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He looks back at Guren again, a little paler, schooling his expression. ]
How'd you get something like that?