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Having lost my father to dragonsharks some years before, Finley had become a mentor and close friend in the time since. Though we were both soldiers and often on assignment together, I often wondered if the bond we shared was closer than that of mere comrades. I suspected it was just my hope that we might someday be more, and he was too polite to shut down my seemingly obvious advances. 

So it surprised me the day, while on routine patrol when he suggested we detour to a secluded cove nearby.

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