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Good... good. I -

[ She rubs her fingers at the back of the other hand, dragging over her knuckles to even herself out. ]

Is he .... does he need anything? Something special, a meal? Uhm. I could...

[ She's not welcome, she knows she's not, much as it beats at her senses to want to be near to him. ]

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