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The two Krinar spoke in soft tones, their words foreign to her. Soren retrieved his fabricator from the nightstand and used it to produce a set of fresh clothes for her: jeans, a T-shirt, socks, shoes, as well as a bra and panties. He handed them to her and nodded toward the large marble bathroom without a word. Bianca snatched the clothes and rushed inside the bathroom to get dressed, wishing she could understand whatever Soren and his brother were saying. She’d had no idea Soren had a sibling. Most Ks didn’t have a lot of siblings; many were only children in order to control their population.
When she finished dressing, she found the two of them in the bedroom staring at each other. They were identical. Two Sorens. It was like something out of her most secret fantasy. Hers wore gray
