[His gaze lifts to find hers at the sound of her reply. His expression is quiet, unassuming, but his jaw is tight. Each one of her words feel like the memory of blow - what's more present to him is the look in her eyes, the tenor of her voice.]
Don't say it like that. [The words are firm, even agitated.]
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Don't say it like that. [The words are firm, even agitated.]