[For all he is, Goro isn't someone who cries easily -- not anymore, anyway, and there's a sharp inhale of breath that marks it before he's ducking his head away, shuddering. His thoughts are much more helpful.
She's dead? Mom-- Mom's dead? No, not my mom, his--
Just like Silver, unwanted, unloved, that's what he--]
I'm okay, [but his cracked voice says the opposite, even if he's wiping at his face and trying to even his breathes.] Sorry. Sorry, I-- I'm fine.
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She's dead? Mom-- Mom's dead? No, not my mom, his--
Just like Silver, unwanted, unloved, that's what he--]
I'm okay, [but his cracked voice says the opposite, even if he's wiping at his face and trying to even his breathes.] Sorry. Sorry, I-- I'm fine.