You must be tired. [ It was not as if he had expected everything to return to normalcy with his sister. They never really had it. Since their last encounter at home, he knew that he'd gone too far. There wasn't anything he could return to, or any life he could truly rebuild. There wasn't any way he could spend his life with his other self, and so he'd walk through it, incomplete. The thought heralds the return of a distant anger and a far away helplessness, which he steels from his countenance. ]
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You should sleep.