[It's very tempting to snap. He feels... annoyed, tired, abused, condescended to... But he takes a deep breath and lets it go, although maybe the hand on Edward's shoulder squeezes just a little harder than is needed to keep him upright.] I know what things are. I asked for you, didn't I? I just don't remember the- [>>]...things.
[So much for his stalwart defense of his own intelligence.]
[So much for his stalwart defense of his own intelligence.]
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