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[big_violin]

Hamel is sitting in 202. Partially he's trying to figure out if he's hungry or not. Partially he's trying to figure out if maybe the work he did in the battle at the magog farm this time might mean that people don't hate him

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[big_violin]

Deathglare gone.

"Yeah, well, she's had some problems, but she's not evil."

Yes, he's heard of her reputation, but he also knows what happened. His mother had told him, had asked him when he was little to take care of her, to treat her kindly because she had had a difficult life and had been taken from her so many years ago, never to know a mother's love.

"No more evil than me, anyway."

And there's not cute smile or spin on that. He lets it lie. Let her think what she likes.

[big_violin]

Blink, and his eyes are wide.

"How do you know?"

[big_violin]

He snorts.

"You haven't seen. You don't know. You don't know about me. I'm a demon," and he straightens his head, turning away. "You just don't know."

And he starts to walk off.

"Use the hat as long as you need to."

At least now they'd know. They'd all know now that he was different.

[big_violin]

He turns halfway.

"That time."

[big_violin]

He almost turns back. It's clear he wants to. His muscles are shaking and his eyes are closed and it looks as if he desperately wants to.

"Well, it's not enough."

A gruff nod and he's gone.