[he says this without hesitation. he seems to be collected enough; maybe it's all the mirrors with broken glass arranged ominously, but he feels like he needs to be together down here.
he doesn't move yet, but looks back down at Nightingale instead.]
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[he says this without hesitation. he seems to be collected enough; maybe it's all the mirrors with broken glass arranged ominously, but he feels like he needs to be together down here.
he doesn't move yet, but looks back down at Nightingale instead.]
Do you want to tell me? I'll listen to it.