Cyrus sat up somewhat, watching as Rhys pulled back. He fumbled to see if his glasses were around, but they must have fallen off somewhere between here and the couch. He knew exactly what the older man was talking about, but he couldn't exactly make sense of it. His mind was going a mile a minute, almost as if his brain had evolved into a computer.
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Date: 2012-03-28 04:12 am (UTC)From:"P-Pardon?"