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at jason’s resounding silence, leo slumps forward, his head in his hands.
jason’s voice is small: “are you mad at me?”
and leo’s, even smaller: “i’m scared.”
“of me?” jason asks, pleadingly. leo shakes his head, face still hidden behind hands. “for you.”
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