[his brow pinches with empathy, smile tugging weakly on one side. he reaches across the table for her hand, wishing to reassure you.]
Then that's it. [and that's fine. it's not her fault. there's still questions drifting in the back of his mind – Keith, her connection to that man – but he greatly dislikes seeing her troubled.]
Forgive me for asking, for making you reflect on that memory. We can leave it as simply that, and it's enough.
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Then that's it. [and that's fine. it's not her fault. there's still questions drifting in the back of his mind – Keith, her connection to that man – but he greatly dislikes seeing her troubled.]
Forgive me for asking, for making you reflect on that memory. We can leave it as simply that, and it's enough.