"Mother..."
Kafka jerked away suddenly, viscerally from Starling's grip. Her expression was flat- devoid of her usual whimsical smile.
"Do not... be childish. It is your destiny to be with the Express, and away from me."
"Thank you for coming to my aid, Trailblazer — I appreciate it... Our paths will cross again."
She was leaving, again. But when would they meet again?
"Wait!"
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