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[Yes, He thinks. Yes, yes, he wants out, far from here.

But he takes them in, bent in despair, hiding their face. Mask after mask after mask and still he doesn't see their true face.

The words they speak float through his mind like distant calls through a dark fog. Each unsettles him.]

What about you?

[He's still staring down at them.]

I can't just leave you here. They hurt you. They'll...

[They'll keep hurting this person. The "Giver". They had given nothing. Everything had been stolen from them.]

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