Okay, okay. [His hands come up, and he drops the topic (even if her mind won't let her do the same. He picks up a nearby stick to prod the fire, collapsing a couple of small logs inside it that had all but turned to ash.]
How 'bout y' ask me somethin' instead. I ain't got much of anythin' I wouldn't wanna talk about.
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How 'bout y' ask me somethin' instead. I ain't got much of anythin' I wouldn't wanna talk about.