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[he pauses at that, in the middle of turning to go for the door]

.....well, I suppose you did tell me, so it's only fair.

[he huffs, leaning back against the door instead and folding his arms, and staring at him almost challengingly]

My mother. She was very sick and I...ask that she would get better. [there's a red flush beginning at his ears, like he's embarrassed this time.]

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