As always, as ever, he wraps his arms around her, holding her close against his chest, murmuring comforting nonsense into his hair. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he says. "What did he do?"
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As always, as ever, he wraps his arms around her, holding her close against his chest, murmuring comforting nonsense into his hair. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he says. "What did he do?"