Stark Industries, Monday

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The interior area of Stark Industries was old knowledge by now, and Ender's feet carried him around the place as dutifully and routinely as they ever had taken him anywhere else. He said good morning to Jarvis, asked him a few of the basic, routine questions, and then settled at the computer again.

His mind wasn't as blank as his expression insinuated.

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