[ He feels, for a moment, the oddest sensation, like he might cry. There's a strangely damp feeling behind his eyes, and a tightness in his throat, and he thinks that it might be tears surging upwards. So odd. He swallows hard to force it away, and takes a shaky breath, and says: ]
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[ He feels, for a moment, the oddest sensation, like he might cry. There's a strangely damp feeling behind his eyes, and a tightness in his throat, and he thinks that it might be tears surging upwards. So odd. He swallows hard to force it away, and takes a shaky breath, and says: ]
Yes. Good.
[ And a little breathily, a little rushed: ]
I haven't changed my mind.