[ He understands. He lets Alfie feel a bit of that understanding, and then shifts, pulling himself up and forward to sit on the edge of the chair, leaning over. He rests his head in his hands, sliding one hand up through his hair distractedly. ]
I'm - okay. I'm okay. [ He tells Alfie, because he knows it's a rough looking pose. ] I'm alright. Thinking. Sorting.
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I'm - okay. I'm okay. [ He tells Alfie, because he knows it's a rough looking pose. ] I'm alright. Thinking. Sorting.