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Martie hated when she thought Jon was mad at her.  Intellectually, she knew the fights were usually in her own head and that he had moved on hours ago, or was never really angry in the first place, but the feeling nagged at her and caused her to make mistakes in her work, which she couldn't afford to do.  Martie sighed and cleansed her hands with air, moving them in the intricate patterns ingrained into her bones from years of repetition.  She would just have to find Jon and ask him.