[He makes a weak attempt at a smile and leans forward in his chair. He stabs at a clump of egg with his fork and almost brings it to his mouth, his stomach rumbling in anticipation. But instead he drops the fork and slumps back on his chair, unable to contain himself any longer. He stares at his plate, apparently putting much effort into forming words.]
Just answer me one thing for now, Chloe. One question.
[He looks up from his plate, directly at her. Finally noticing how tired she looks, he hadn't seen her this worse for wear since he arrived in Tibet, which is starting to feel like forever ago.]
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Just answer me one thing for now, Chloe. One question.
[He looks up from his plate, directly at her. Finally noticing how tired she looks, he hadn't seen her this worse for wear since he arrived in Tibet, which is starting to feel like forever ago.]
Are you going to be okay?