[ It's a curious kind of optimism. Very American, in Armand's experience. He smiles a little to himself, amused, idly examining the thoughts rising up to the surface of Iggy's subconscious like bubbles in a soda glass. ]
And is this the punishment you'd choose for yourself? [ He glances over at Iggy, his pupils reflecting the light of the setting sun for a moment. ] A walk in a maze with a stranger?
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And is this the punishment you'd choose for yourself? [ He glances over at Iggy, his pupils reflecting the light of the setting sun for a moment. ] A walk in a maze with a stranger?