[ He freezes it at the contact, but then he hears that melodious lilt to darling, and knows who it is. He swallows down what he wants to say, and then folds his arm over Talcott's. ]
I don't know if it will be, baby.
[ His voice is thick as he leans back against him. ]
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I don't know if it will be, baby.
[ His voice is thick as he leans back against him. ]