Edgar chokes slightly, stumbling over the threshold in his startlement. By the time he's recovered enough to start talking again and find a seat, the train's started up again.
"The town whore," he repeats, "like ... professionally?"
And he blinks, as a secondary thought occurs to him. "Just you?"
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"The town whore," he repeats, "like ... professionally?"
And he blinks, as a secondary thought occurs to him. "Just you?"