[Cissie sighs, and gives Kon a Look. Thanks for letting Tim know they've been talking about him, buddy. The sigh is also aimed at Tim, because do these boys have to make it so difficult to talk about what's bothering them? She moves to go sit on the edge of one of the beds.]
I don't think you're fine. You're not acting like yourself. Maybe we can help?
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I don't think you're fine. You're not acting like yourself. Maybe we can help?