[Maybe it's presumptuous, but she guides him back into the room, to the little reading nook tucked beneath the bed: somewhere he can sit down. The dog follows them over, as if to make sure she absolutely means well.]
It's so much...
[Her own voice wavers slightly, but if there's one thing Wednesday has plenty of practice with, it's trying not to cry.]
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[Maybe it's presumptuous, but she guides him back into the room, to the little reading nook tucked beneath the bed: somewhere he can sit down. The dog follows them over, as if to make sure she absolutely means well.]
It's so much...
[Her own voice wavers slightly, but if there's one thing Wednesday has plenty of practice with, it's trying not to cry.]
I'm sorry, Yugi-kun.