"Well," she shrugged, "he does seem to possess the strange ability of making a person want to strangle him and embrace him at the same time." Gaby turned her gaze back toward Illya, her lips turned up in a tiny, playful smile. "It's a trait he shares with someone else I know." The two men were perhaps more alike than they would care to admit. To Gaby, they were both equal parts endearing and irritating. And really, that was rather what she liked about them.
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