JULIAN Outside, somewhere beyond the insulated walls, the city made its sounds.I set down my water glass. "She's fine.""Good." Thomas took a small sip of wine, he had ordered a bottle and poured me a glass I had not touched, and the glass sat between us with the specific and particular quality of an untouched thing that both of us were aware of. "I imagine she is. She strikes me as resilient." He paused, and the pause had the specific and deliberate quality of a man letting a word settle. "That whole family, actually. Resilience was always a Vasquez trait, even when it cost them." Another pause. "It cost her father quite a lot, in the end."I said nothing."I don't raise that to be unkind," Thomas said, with the particular and immediate quality of a man who had anticipated the reading of that sentence and was closing the door on it. "I raise it because context matters. Her circumstances, her history, these things are load-bearing, Julian. They explain a great deal about who she is.
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