People like us. [ he says the words slowly, but there's a sense of dread encroaching upon him as she explains, which he tries desperately to keep from showing on his features. and does a rather poor job of accomplishing. he wishes she would mentally elaborate on what she means by 'making people forget', but it sounds like the sort of powers that the volturi enjoy hoarding, and the thought hardly brings any comfort with it. ] What, exactly, is it that you think I am?
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