[He stares hard at the chair, then at Adra, then back at the chair. He's frustrated and upset, and he's not even sure who to be mad at anymore. He reaches out and clutches the back of the chair, looking like he's about to throw it /again/--
-- but then he flops down onto it, and hides his face in his hands.]
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-- but then he flops down onto it, and hides his face in his hands.]