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oh isaac. tsk.

[He looks at Isaac incredulously, sitting up and leaning on his knee, shaking his head to clear it of the mental fog the heat's created.]

I'm a soldier, not a pimp. Christ.

[He slowly staggers to his feet, grabbing his shirt.]

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