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[Now her brows furrow and she digs through her pocket for her handkerchief and holds it up to him. She frowns, because she feels bad for making him cry.]
I'm sorry. You don't have to keep talking about it if you don't want to anymore, but I don't consider you a ghost. You're here and you're good and I still don't think you've done anything wrong even after what you told me.