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Slowly, she steps back into the hall, Hao on her heels.
It’s kind of strange. They haven’t really talked about the fact that they both feel for Jeanne. But what does that mean, now? Are they competing? For what?
“Oh, there you are,” a voice says, so bright it erases the entirety of Tamao’s brain.
Jeanne is there, smiling at her. Then she sees Hao, and her cheeks flush.
Oh.
Then Jeanne’s hands grab hers, and his, and she drags them both to the center of the room.
“Where have you been all night? I’ve missed you two so much!”