[ his heart hammers as he meets her suddenly intense gaze, his own shining wetly, perhaps tellingly. how many times had he thought he was dead? had welcomed it, even? but now... things are different, aren't they? ]
Yeah. [ it starts out as a soft croak but then he's answering her with conviction, eyes still soft so she can pick out his sincerity in their depths. ]Yeah, I care. Of course, I care. Don't you?
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Yeah. [ it starts out as a soft croak but then he's answering her with conviction, eyes still soft so she can pick out his sincerity in their depths. ] Yeah, I care. Of course, I care. Don't you?