Harrow puts a hand on his forehead and pulls a guilty expression bordering on queasiness. "Ah, gee, Steve... I really shoulda thought before I spoke. I didn't mean to make you think about... I mean..."
He looks down at his knees and frowns. "I can't even imagine what that's like. I never lost anyone as close as a parent. No idea what I'm gonna do when she gets older and I don't. Not really all it's cracked up to be, potentially livin' forever."
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"He doesn't smell. Jesse, that's the guy's name. He doesn't smell at all. But his eyes're cloudy... Skin's real green... And he ain't got a nose. He's real friendly, though! Makes jokes left and right. I get a country vibe from him. Wears a big red duster and a hat to match. Smokes, too. Shoot, I do too, usually, but I won't around you. Bet he'd quit it around you if ya coughed real sad-like."
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He looks down at his knees and frowns. "I can't even imagine what that's like. I never lost anyone as close as a parent. No idea what I'm gonna do when she gets older and I don't. Not really all it's cracked up to be, potentially livin' forever."
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"He doesn't smell. Jesse, that's the guy's name. He doesn't smell at all. But his eyes're cloudy... Skin's real green... And he ain't got a nose. He's real friendly, though! Makes jokes left and right. I get a country vibe from him. Wears a big red duster and a hat to match. Smokes, too. Shoot, I do too, usually, but I won't around you. Bet he'd quit it around you if ya coughed real sad-like."