[And if he doesn't know what he wants? Doesn't know how to talk about it? He folds his arms across his chest, and it nearly reads as defensive. He bats any number of replies back and forth in his mind, each stranger and darker than the last, before he lets out a sharp huff of breath.]
It's not that. [It's not a lack of want. It's a lack of means.]
I haven't been able to sleep the last couple of nights.
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It's not that. [It's not a lack of want. It's a lack of means.]
I haven't been able to sleep the last couple of nights.