[He's quiet when she is, and quiet when she talks, but he doesn't look away from her as she does. Someone who was made into what they were... someone who didn't have a way out. It was a factor he hadn't known earlier, and one that shed a whole lot of light on a situation he only had a marginal understanding of before.
When she's done, he nods, a small, weak-yet-understanding smile forming on his lips]
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When she's done, he nods, a small, weak-yet-understanding smile forming on his lips]
... I can understand why it wouldn't.