[He snorts softly and stares into his lap, still waiting for the knife.]
You're my only friend.
[He says, in a frayed voice, shrugging after a moment as if it's a silly thing to say, a silly thing to want to cry over.] And I'd do it again, in a heartbeat - no regrets.
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You're my only friend.
[He says, in a frayed voice, shrugging after a moment as if it's a silly thing to say, a silly thing to want to cry over.] And I'd do it again, in a heartbeat - no regrets.