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Moiety
Chapter Thirty: Reverse Blindness
"Ready when you are," Kal'Reegar affirms as their transport ship speeds through the air.
Tali glances out the port view to the blistering sun of Dholen as it blankets Haestrom in deadly light. She risks a peek at Kal, face hidden behind her mask.
But in their reverse blindness, quarians have learned to read every minute tilt of the head, every silent quirk, every subtle brush of motion.
Kal feels her watching him. "Ma'am?"
She looks away quickly.
Even the way he says 'ma'am' is more intimate, more daring, than any sweet word that's ever been whispered in her ear.