"That's part of it, sure," he says, still watching Neil intently, the shadows on his face, the change in his aspect and the way he seems to be looking everywhere else. He feels a twinge somewhere in his chest and for about the hundredth time he wishes he'd done things differently there, and he wishes he didn't want some of the things he can't help wanting.
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"Maybe it's because he trusts you, too."