[ She looks exceedingly calm, and not the least bit surprised by what's happened. It only puzzles him further, and when she says her fever's gone, he reaches out to touch the back of his fingers to her forehead. ]
... you're right. It is.
[ Eyebrows knitting together, he's quiet for a few seconds, trying to piece all of this together, make sense of it. ]
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... you're right. It is.
[ Eyebrows knitting together, he's quiet for a few seconds, trying to piece all of this together, make sense of it. ]
What was that?