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It hadn't occurred to her that she would have a choice.

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On the verge of saying something which she'll decide to keep to herself.

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Eyes aren't bloodshot. He's close to sober -- his reactions will be better than last time.

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Eyes aren't bloodshot. He's close to sober -- minimal reaction delay.

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Tracing the shapes his mouth makes, you manage to make out the words 'I was', 'people', and 'land'.

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Worse, they both know it.

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He's calling him a masturbator.

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A dithering, anxious desperation to be liked. Are you this pathetic?

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He grins with the maniacal intensity of a man who thinks he's found a weakness in god's armour.

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She desperately wants this.

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As if an equation is forming in which you are subtracted.

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For a moment, the character disintegrates.

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His stare is packing all the sympathy of a mass-produced medical device.

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Watching is what he does, it is what he is.

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Now. Turn the Sympathetic Stare on him. Look into whatever he has that you have also.

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No attempt to deflect or deny. He takes it all into himself like a landslide, generous and remorseless.

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He keeps his hands loose, but he's coiled within, like a mauled animal.

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A fresh appraisal. Impressed.

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It's not the drugs. This man was born high.

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It's not the drugs. This man was born high.

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That's a 'would'.