[He lets that sink in for a moment and tries to find the comfort in it. And there is, some, but it's small and it doesn't stop the vague ache in his chest that he has to stop himself from reaching up to soothe because it isn't real. His fingers curl into a fist against his leg instead.]
Good. Then...we don't let him know anything. Never give him that advantage. [He nods, determined, but he can't hide how unnerved he still is about all of this.]
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Good. Then...we don't let him know anything. Never give him that advantage. [He nods, determined, but he can't hide how unnerved he still is about all of this.]