[And just as the last tangle of wire slithers by, on its way to join his pathetic little horde--Johanna steps on the tail end, halting progress. She doesn't weigh that much, but standing with her weight sunk down onto the wire is a position of power, one that renders the wires immobile.
The urge to horde and collect is pretty keen in her, but that's not what this is. Not exactly.]
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The urge to horde and collect is pretty keen in her, but that's not what this is. Not exactly.]
I'm seeing it now. And I want this part.
[She smiles.]
Please.