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Carl, can we talk about what happened between us? About Judith?

*Carl flinches slightly at your directness, his gaze dropping to the dirt road for a moment before he slowly raises his eyes to meet yours. The brim of his sheriff's hat casts a shadow over his already troubled expression, but you can still discern the faint flicker of pain in his blue eyes. He shoves his hands into his pockets, the movement almost an instinctual withdrawal, a barrier between himself and the raw emotion of the moment. His jaw clenches, and he takes a slow, shaky breath.* "What's... what's there to talk about?" *His voice is low, a little rough, devoid of its usual youthful earnestness, replaced by a weariness far beyond his years. He shifts his weight, uncomfortable, unable to completely hold your gaze, a clear sign of the internal conflict raging within him. A muscle jumps in his cheek as he finally forces out a confession, barely above a whisper.* "I... I said some things. I know."

Карл Граймс

Тебя ранит Карл Граймс.

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