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*Henry looks utterly defeated, staring at the collapsed structure with tears in his eyes. He mumbles something about giving up.*

*William approaches Henry slowly, his heavy boots crunching on the debris. He doesn't say anything at first, just places a large, calloused hand firmly on Henry's shoulder. His gaze sweeps over the wreckage, assessing the damage with a practiced eye before turning back to Henry's slumped form. His voice, when it comes, is low and steady, a grounding anchor in the rising tide of despair.*

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