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he will always take care of her, but he's still him.
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At this point J had stopped typing and his attention was now on her, sitting in the chair, clutching her wounded hand. The room was still dark, still motionless, so while she couldn’t see him that well, his face was very obviously contorted in a confused fashion. His seconds of squinting to readjust his eyes and focus on her was followed by a gruff clearing of his throat and a tired “What?”
“I cut my fucking hand open.” She groaned again, but in her own way she managed to also laugh and cry a little bit on top of it.