[She'd reply to that... and she was even starting to.]
[But a different sound winds up coming out-- it's not that hideous sob from before. Just a sustained stream of muffled weeping. Between the anger and the worry and the HURT there's just nothing else she can do at this point.]
[It's either hug her father or smash that egg.]
[The egg is lucky that she's picking the first choice.]
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[But a different sound winds up coming out-- it's not that hideous sob from before. Just a sustained stream of muffled weeping. Between the anger and the worry and the HURT there's just nothing else she can do at this point.]
[It's either hug her father or smash that egg.]
[The egg is lucky that she's picking the first choice.]