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As Paskia changed, Rodin stripped and inspected his arm. The cut was deep but clean, and he knew it had a good chance of healing if he could keep it from opening. He used a blade to cut strips from the sack, and bound his arm. Tight enough to give the blood a chance to clot, loose enough that he did not cut off the circulation to his hand.
Then he changed back into his own clothes. He patted the material, and smiled as he felt once more his friends. He took a moment to run through an inventory of his tools.
There was a pack, too. Rodin opened it, inspecting the contents. Everything he would need for a few days’ travel. Cat was being generous.
He couldn’t trust the man.
When he looked up, Paskia was changed, and he was taken back to the Dome, to that time in Shae’s rooms. Bu
