Yeah well, I must have missed the memo about it being that easy. Doesn't matter, I got the fucking lesson. [Her tone of voice, her words, all of it - they barely agitate him in his state. He merely responds with some venom, although not directed at her. He sniffs and pulls the hands from his face, only lingering to none-too-gently wipe his eyes. He's bent over his knees by now, facing away from her; he's been turning ever so slowly to hide his tears.]
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