Dru walked to the sled and rummaged. “I’ve got a second pair of boots for if the others get soaked. Just looking at your feet, I know they’ll fit.”
“Do we look much alike?” Cryton asked.
“You need a mirror,” Dru nodded. “We’ll get mistaken for dissimilar twin sisters now.”
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