Jack gritted his teeth, undirected anger tightening his jaw - this long, and she hadn't told someone? - but he put it aside. "Her, not you. You are not her," he said forcefully, not a trace of doubt in his voice. "Even if you're reliving her life, it doesn't make you her. You're not Vilandra."
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Date: 2006-11-08 12:42 pm (UTC)