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He loathes her. He hates the way she smiles. He hates the way she laughs, especially when he is the cause. He hates the way she looks at him. He hates The Man Out of Time for being hers. He hates the way they move around each other, anticipating the other’s movements before they occur. As the Wordsmith, he despises their wordless communication. As the God of Lies, he hates their honest eyes, taking each other in. As the God of Mischief, he hates the way they laugh together. But most of all, he hates that he can’t hate her.