I would also like to know the answer to this. Either you're severely over exaggerating or you're some kind of poor, misguided manchild that needs to start wearing a helmet.
[But his brother. His brother died? That...
Lydia rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. Being nice is almost as hard as letting her guard down.]
Sorry. Comfort isn't really my thing. Not the verbal kind, anyway.
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[But his brother. His brother died? That...
Lydia rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. Being nice is almost as hard as letting her guard down.]
Sorry. Comfort isn't really my thing. Not the verbal kind, anyway.