Back at the Institute again. Art was still at their place; he had business to take care of, but could handle it alone for now.
And there were some things Leech had to do.
He smiled a little at the person who came to the gate. It was someone he knew. They would understand. So he just held up the rough-cut daisies bundled in his right hand. "For my mother and sisters. I can use the tunnels-door?"
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