“You could have told me that you want to me in my sweater,” Dirga said, clumsily petting Abel`s hair. “Your obsession with wool isn`t all that secret.” "It`s a little more than that." Silent. “But it`s just the wool, right?” Dirga asked, a bit alarmed when Abel didn`t reply. But then, Dirga thought, it could be worse. “Never mind...” he mumbled and thought that there were things that were infiny worse than wool and-or sheep.

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