[ If it weren't for the small sniffles he hears every so often and the damp spot he can feel forming on his shirt, he may have never known about her tears. Alas.
Somewhere in his inner jacket pocket he pulls out a handkerchief, offering it to her. ]
Stop getting my shirt a mess. I haven't brought much with me to change into.
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Somewhere in his inner jacket pocket he pulls out a handkerchief, offering it to her. ]
Stop getting my shirt a mess. I haven't brought much with me to change into.