[ he doesn't stand up, but immediately just - runs a hand over the top of his hair, that panic and worry and gutwrenchingly anxious compassion in his jittery movement, in his white knuckles, like he could find a way out. ]
My sister, they're fucking - they're married, I left and she has him, and he promised he'd take care of her. He can't be stuck here. She'll be -
[ some of the wind comes out of his sails as the reality of it just hits. ]
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[ he doesn't stand up, but immediately just - runs a hand over the top of his hair, that panic and worry and gutwrenchingly anxious compassion in his jittery movement, in his white knuckles, like he could find a way out. ]
My sister, they're fucking - they're married, I left and she has him, and he promised he'd take care of her. He can't be stuck here. She'll be -
[ some of the wind comes out of his sails as the reality of it just hits. ]
She'll be alone.
[ not that. anything but that. ]