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Gansey longed for him like Authur longed for the grail, drawn by a desperate but nebulous need to be useful to the world, to make sure his life meant something beyond champagne parties and white collars, by some complicated longing to settle an argument that waged deep inside himself.

"Though several people noticed the man and screeched their terror, most couldn't see the waves, couldn't hear the screams."

He wanted the skin, which he saw as an important part of their division’s history, to reach the museum in one piece.