[ His laughter isn't amused, but it still bubbles up all the same as he pours his fourth drink. The carousing at his back from everyone else is a dull noise like the throbbing at his temple. ]
She would have listened, Merida, maybe after you'd both cooled off a little, but still. Trust me.
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She would have listened, Merida, maybe after you'd both cooled off a little, but still. Trust me.