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[Shit.] ... Yeah. Beat did.

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[... Rhyme.

Well, at least her room number is written down. He heads there soon after, knocking on the door.]

Action;

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[Well, at least now he knows he can trust the castle giving him room numbers. Either way, he can tell what's been going on, just from the redness of her face and the sounds over the journal.]

... You alright?

and ever

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You sure? [You sure didn't sound like it, and you don't really look it.] I'm sorry.

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It still feels like I should say it. [A-Aw Rhyme. He honestly has no idea, he's never had to deal with something like this before. Have a hand on your shoulder?]

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I guess to make sure you'll stay alright.

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... If you want me to do that, I guess I can.