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She frowned, rubbing his back. "You'll be okay.. Miko is doing okay, so you will too."
He glanced at her. "You do?"
She sat next him, her hand on his back. "Are you alright?"
Tez said nothing, starting for the room.
He nodded. "Yeah. I don't think I am."
She hesitated, looking over. "Rowan's.. he's sick."
He shrugged. "I don't really feel like I'm like either."
Tez held his arm gently, her head cocking. "Lark..?
He nodded slowly. "That would make more sense."
She squeezed his hand, keeping close.
"That doesn't mean he was disappointed in you. Not being social is nothing to be disappointed over, most of the time."
She went quiet, before nodding. "Okay.."
"Hm. I doubt your dad was ever disappointed in you."
She nodded, taking his hand. "You'll be okay, right?"
"I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed."
Went quickly got ready before going to help him, a look of concern on her face.
He sighed, raising an eyebrow. "I love you too."
She blinked, looking worried as her hand brushed his. "O-Okay.. Let's do that."
"So, so mean."
She frowned, looking at him. "There's a mark."
