[Nigel cannot answer Alain. Not with the hand pressed against his hair. Instead, he stares at the blurs and contemplates the meaning. He wonders at what exactly he claims to hold.
If Alain was Alan, Nigel might cry. As Alain is Alain, Nigel allows silence to overrun him, to choke down the urge and give rise to a state of apathy.]
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If Alain was Alan, Nigel might cry. As Alain is Alain, Nigel allows silence to overrun him, to choke down the urge and give rise to a state of apathy.]