Jurgens stood where he was, arms slightly outstretched, but he made no other move, his expression unreadable except for a faint tick arching his left eyebrow up slightly every few seconds.

“We are the same,” Jurgens said, splaying his fingers out, like his statement was more self-evident than any discussion might need to explain.

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