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[ His head swivels back in her direction, but not all the way—he looks down into his lap, not yet returning the pressure of her hand.

Then a string of familiar words is directed back at him, and now his gaze snaps to her face. He's frowning, and his eyes are clouded. ]

Nat...

[ He presses his lips together. ]

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