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Jesus fucking Christ.
[Sorry, but that was a LOT just now - like a lot. How is he supposed to even begin to process that?]
You...
[Whelk glances around. Time for some real empathy, because what the fuck did he just hear?
[He spots a sign off in the distance. Waves toward it.]
You need a drink. Come on.