"Sorry." Bene's own smile is lopsided, belying the weight that's been lifted from his mind, however temporarily (he'll manage to ruminate himself back into a hole later, but that's his problem to solve).
"..thanks."
He keeps walking, knowing she won't want to linger on it any further than that.
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"..thanks."
He keeps walking, knowing she won't want to linger on it any further than that.