When she opens her eyes, the God Mod — Catan Vareth — is disconnecting her from the sensory equipment. Vol knocks his hand away. “I can do it myself. Don't touch me.” He looks at her with feigned surprise. “I'm sorry. Is there a problem?” There is, she thinks. You. “What safety or protocol infraction was I in danger of committing?” Catan blinks. His surprise seems genuine enough now. “I beg your pardon?” “What you said. Earlier.” “I don't recall saying you had one.” Vol swings her legs out of the chair, measuring the distance. He is still standing close to her, but not so close that she won't be able to squeeze by. “You said that's why we saw you before the game.” “Ah, yes.” He walks past her and begins to tidy up the various cables and wires, restoring the machines to default settings.
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