[He takes a quick, deep breath and looks over at Kieren, at the hand on his shoulder. A whole series of emotions passes across his eyes in the space of a few blinks: anger, resentment, gratitude, warmth. Uncertainty. He might not have come if he'd known, but can he really leave now that he does?]
You stayed.
[It's not a question, obviously, because the answer is obvious. It sounds a little like an accusation -- he can't help it. He frowns and tries to soften his tone.]
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You stayed.
[It's not a question, obviously, because the answer is obvious. It sounds a little like an accusation -- he can't help it. He frowns and tries to soften his tone.]
You decided to stay. Why?