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"And you're not being lectured. You asked what we see in Crabb." A very small sip of the whiskey; Erin doesn't take her attention away from the woman in Crabb's body for even a moment. "...She knew I was dangerous the day we met. And yet she reached out to me anyway. She has real valor. Me? I've got malice. It can do duty for valor, but it's not the same, and I know that. Even if...even if things don't work out, the way I'd like them to, I want her in my life. She's humble enough to know her limits, perceptive, compassionate. In a world of horror it takes real strength to care, to remember that the strength of the wolf is the pack and not the teeth. I forget that, sometimes. I am, after all, a very big wolf."