"Then enjoy easy part while it lasts. Gods know difficulty comes soon enough." She reached for documents he'd been studying, her hand briefly brushing his in the transfer.
The contact was incidental. Meaningless. Lasted maybe half a second. And Liam's awareness of it was completely disproportionate to its significance. He'd been in close proximity to Lilith for months.
Had spent countless hours in strategy sessions. Had trained with her regularly where physical contact was constant and necessary.
But something about the casual intimacy of being alone together in his tent, both tired and stripped of formal roles, made that half-second of contact feel weighted.
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"The documents are outdated," he said, forcing his mind back to tactical considerations. "Useful for understanding their defensive philosophy. Useless for assault planning."
