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It’s not something Dyson thinks he can articulate. His emotions and thoughts- and those of his wolf- had been a snarl of anger and rage and anguish. The best, most antiseptic phrase he can recall to describe how he felt in that moment, holding what he believed to be Kenzi’s dead body in his arms was this:
Sine Qua Non.
Without which, not.