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... d to defy your father when you were a child,” Bervis said as he took out a handkerchief and passed it through the small window behind him.
The handkerchief was snatched and resounded with the sound of someone blowing their nose; when it was returned to Bervis, it was sticky.
Bervis’s eyelid twitched. He reluctantly stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket, pinching one corner between his index finger and thumb.
“It’s always like this…” Aiko muttered.
“What?”
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