[He almost feels grateful she does, because it wakes him up. Gives him room to take a breath. That and her answer shocks him from his passive daze - the quietness between them for the past excruciating weeks. Julian shifts, lifts a hand to drag his palm over his mouth. Licks his dry lips.]
I hurt you. Or I - you're upset. [He blurts the words out, unthinkingly. But he feels that they are true.]
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I hurt you. Or I - you're upset. [He blurts the words out, unthinkingly. But he feels that they are true.]