"I'm thinkin' not." Lonnie began circling Isabel again, the way she had when she impersonated Vilandra. "I'm thinkin' I got a beef with your brother, and therefore with you. And I know I'm not dying on this pissant planet. I remember." She took a step forward, and all the arrogance drained away into an intent focus on Isabel's face. "Her. Vilandra. What we were. Who we were. And I ain't givin' that up for nothing."
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