[And then it clicks. Her voice was familiar and now he knows why.]
And you're Rue, right? [He smiles.] Would you like to see a trick, Rue?
[He holds out his hand in front of her and concentrates. His hand blurs as he shifts and then resolves into the same hand, this time holding a small, white handkerchief, which he passes to her.] I think this'll be better than your sleeve.
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[And then it clicks. Her voice was familiar and now he knows why.]
And you're Rue, right? [He smiles.] Would you like to see a trick, Rue?
[He holds out his hand in front of her and concentrates. His hand blurs as he shifts and then resolves into the same hand, this time holding a small, white handkerchief, which he passes to her.] I think this'll be better than your sleeve.