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[A small nod. She's said it correctly, which certainly helps somewhat. He nods again, to confirm Zelda's conclusion. The only trouble is...
..Emporio swallows, his throat dry with unease. Remembering what happened at home, how things ended at home, well.]
I...
[He hasn't talked about it. Who would he talk about it with? He hasn't thought about it. When was there time, in a strange world where he had to survive. It was the perfect distraction, the perfect way to avoid thinking about the worst. About-]
...I don't think there's a home to go back to...
[Tears were welling the moment he started to try and speak, but by the time he can speak at all, they're overflowing.
He didn't have to think about it until now, but here he is. Thinking...
...about being alone again.]
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