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Jasmina said she understood that and asked her to say what she actually thought anyway. Sable said what she actually thought was that the color register Kira used for people with mismatched interiors, the amber-brown and the dark red and their variations, had a quality she'd been thinking of as a warning register, not a judgment, not a declaration, but a flagging, the way a body might run a temperature in response to something that needed attention. She said what struck her about the pale blue was that it had a completely different quality from that register, it had been soft and brief and had not come with the sustained intensity that characterized the amber-brown or especially the dark red

It traveled the ten feet between the car and Sam’s chest in a single, blurring leap. --- ### The Digital Infection Sam swiped at the air, trying to knock the grey figure away, but the Blank Slate caught his sleeve. As soon as its "Hands" touched the fabric, the cloth began to turn **Grey**. The color drained out of Sam’s hoodie, turning into a flat, low-resolution texture. "My arm!" Sam yelled. "I can't feel my arm!" "It's 'Optimizing' him!" I realized with horror. "If it touches his skin, it’ll turn him into a 'Static Asset'!"

“Mine are boring brown.” “Are you kidding?” he asked. “I’ll have you know they’re quite captivating.” I laughed. “Okay.” His eyes narrowed. “You don’t believe me?” I shook my head. “Why do you look offended?” I asked between laughs. “They’re my eyes, not yours.” “Yeah, and I’m offended that you’re looking down on yourself. Mine are a cold grey, yours are a warm brown. Have you seen how they change colours depending on the light? Plus when I look at you, it’s like you’re looking straight into my soul.”

“Okay! What about the other colors? We could do two or three. I don’t really mind either way, but I feel like two lighter colors would look better.” I nodded in agreement and flipped through more pages. “Here!” I exclaimed, showing him a page. “We could do a light yellow and grey with it.” Zarek wrinkled his nose. “I like the grey, but the yellow… it doesn’t feel right.” “What about this color?” I pointed to a peach shade, softer and less vibrant. “It seems like a good background color.” Zarek’s lips curled into a smile. “If we find flowers like this, they’d look so pretty with the green!” He paused, considering the

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