[There is a Johan. His eyes look a little red. There's also a Ruby, curled up in his lap. She looks pretty down, too.
A few seconds of silence. Then he speaks.]
It's funny. You think you're over being here, and then . . .
[He sniffles, then wipes an arm violently across his eyes as though he's afraid to let anybody know he's still crying.]
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Crap.
I'm like, totally butting in and I don't know you, but...if it was really bad, [very tiny voice as if she's on thin ice] maybe you could make things better ...here?
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We ...should. You know, if people want to.
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. . . I don't know if it'd make it better or worse. But I miss dueling. It's like I lost part of myself when I lost that. There've got to be people here who feel the same way.
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When should we do it?
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I don't know. [He wasn't quite expecting so many people to take him seriously.]
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What do you miss?
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. . . .
Being able to walk down the street and get an ice cream to eat by the Old Town Bridge.
I never knew you could miss a place so much.
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[He takes a deep breath and lets it out. Then he tries on a rather tentative smile.] I don't think we've met.
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Yes, that's the best way to think of it. [ A pause, and he continues thoughtfully. ] But that doesn't mean you can't let yourself feel sad every once in a while. It's really no good to bottle it all up, you know?
No, we haven't. I'm Alfons. [ A warm smile in return. ]
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Johan. Andersen. [He's still a little out of it, but trying his damnedest to smile.] Nice to meet you.
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