[ He's trying to focus. But, then, all of the things said have his stomach turning into what feels like cold lead. He- hates it already. He's wanting to punch the wall that this whole thing is appearing on. ]
... Yeah. Yeah, it was. It wasn't the same mall, but...
[ And now an unsteady breath is escaping as he suddenly slides a hand through his hair.
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[ He's trying to focus. But, then, all of the things said have his stomach turning into what feels like cold lead. He- hates it already. He's wanting to punch the wall that this whole thing is appearing on. ]
... Yeah. Yeah, it was. It wasn't the same mall, but...
[ And now an unsteady breath is escaping as he suddenly slides a hand through his hair.
It's shaking. ]