[ He can't verbally reply to this one for a long time, head only hanging down, eyes on the floor. He thinks he knows who it may be — though of course he won't claim to know for certain — and it aches just as much as it's everything he's always longed to hear.
Finally, neither a confirmation nor a denial, but voiced mournfully (don't cry, Edward....) — ]
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Finally, neither a confirmation nor a denial, but voiced mournfully (don't cry, Edward....) — ]
I understand.