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Lunn’s face falls. “Me?” he says, his voice smaller than you’ve ever heard it. “You think I’ve been taking from the caches?”

He tugs absently at his oversized sleeves. “I was at Kobo’s Market helping Ren move cargo, Ben Amon can tell you, he was flying me back and forth himself!” He shakes his head, looking genuinely hurt. “I collect things, I trade things, but I’d never take from the caches. Those supplies keep Rangers alive out there.”

He looks at you with wounded eyes. “I thought you knew me better than that.”

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