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Four months of this, Gaius.
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Four months I'm watching you slip further and further
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down into this well of self-hatred and loathing.
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Do you know what I've given up for you?
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Do you?
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Gee, dear, what with the occupation and everything,
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I can't really say I've given it that much thought recently.
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Don't go.
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Please.
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It doesn't look so bad.
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Hey, there's something that I wanted to say to you.
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I'm sorry that I left you alone.