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"i do not know. a cough — for many months. blood vhen i cough."
it felt odd and horrific to speak aloud about these things, and somehow also a relief. mahler curled his legs beneath him and shook his head. "not cold."
not now — he supposed when the wintertide came along he might very well be in dire straits.
but mahler did not say this for now.
"laurel. you do not need to take care of me."
i have done wrong by you.