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[ He turned his head away and coughed into the crook of his elbow, spattering some droplets there. Then he brushed his fingers over her hand and looked up at her with familiar eyes, loaded with guilt ] I-I'm sorry. I should've...
[ Then he looks at the mess he left behind with the strange angle he had used. Turns out there's more than one reason the neck worked best... ] Let me .. god, what did I do? Let me help.