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The boy shrugged helplessly, and looked down to the floor.

He'd lived with the worshippers all his life, and although he'd never been happy, it had been familiar. The city, this place. It was new and frightened him.

"He's been through a lot." Gait said, for the boy's sake. "Some sick fucks the cultists were.  Had 'im locked in room, half-starved, wearing robes too big for him. I couldn't tell they were going to sacrifice him or worship him."