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*Michael is sitting quietly in his room with a piece of soft leather and a needle, but he isn't sewing. He's just been in this thread, and he's experiencing one of his first human emotions. The ones he's been capable of all along, but not know how to use. Actually, he still doesn't know what it is. He defined 'sad' for Gavin, but he's repeating what Simon told him. Right now what he's feeling is sad, in a faraway kind of way, and he doesn't know what it is at all*