[He feels the stab, though he doesn't know where it's coming from. Eyes shift down at his hand when it reaches for his face, and he doesn't react save for the parting of tense lips. It doesn't even make sense, and John's spilling it out like it's the greatest weapon he could have ever used against Petre. He actually gets back on his feet, not to watch him leave, but to make sure he's staying.]
You never said that. [And if that's not enough, he's saying it again.] You never said that.
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You never said that. [And if that's not enough, he's saying it again.] You never said that.