[So it's come to that. Yamagi's surprise is tempered with the familiarity of Slaine's grief and the painful predictability of his reaction. Considering where they are, he can guess who the boy's turned to for solace, an unwitting knife twisting in his guts. For now, he risks an arm around Slaine's slender shoulders, his muscles pressed against the tremors there.]
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I'm sorry, Slaine. She didn't deserve this.