[Hearing someone come in and crawl into the bed, he assumed it would be Lily. At his best he would be able to tell the difference in their footfalls in an instant. Now he does not.
He hates himself for the thought, but he had expected Affogato to stay away. To find the grief soaking the house distasteful for a man he didn't seem to really like. But he is glad to feel him, hear him.]
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He hates himself for the thought, but he had expected Affogato to stay away. To find the grief soaking the house distasteful for a man he didn't seem to really like. But he is glad to feel him, hear him.]
You know the answer to that.
[His voice is raspy and dry]