*grits his teeth, taking a short breath and speaking in a clipped, abrupt tone* I would really rather not talk about it... *trails off, silent for a moment* I'm sorry, Clara.
*shrugs quickly, shifting his weight from foot to foot, trying to contain his glee* I overheard you talking to Clara. *smiles at his double, narrow-eyed and vicious in his joy* Is it true? Your little ... pet died?
*sighs, rolling his eyes* Edward. Edward Elric, the crippled one. He died this morning. This is his husband speaking, and I thought I would let you know since you knew him.
*feels like she should be more torn up inside about it, but isn't, just shocked* I... Wow... Er, I'm sorry, this must be very difficult for you right now.
*feels like she should be more torn up inside about it, but isn't, just shocked* I... Wow... Er, I'm sorry, this must be very difficult for you right now.
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You cannot be telling the truth...
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