[There's a frown on her face as she steps around to offer him her shoulder to lean on. One hand lifts to touch the side of his face—out of character for her, but done none the less.]
I have no pity, just concern for you. [She wonders how much it must hurt to reject part of himself like that, scary as it is.] Come on. We should get you better care than I can give.
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I have no pity, just concern for you. [She wonders how much it must hurt to reject part of himself like that, scary as it is.] Come on. We should get you better care than I can give.