“Felicity, Andromeda, get up,” he said, tripping over himself and then tossing the skin aside in a huff.
“Hmm?” Andromeda rubbed at her eyes.
“I’m may have to kill you,” said Felicity, when Michael rousted her with his boot.
“Cyclopes,” said Michael. “Andrew said they were just in here.”
“I said they could have been cyclopes,” said Andrew.
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