[Nott glances up at Caleb, sees him looking away. She doesn't know what he's thinking, can only guess. But she knows his opinion of himself. It was spelled painfully clearly that night in the Leaky Tap with Beauregard when he explained every detail of why he'll never forgive himself.
She reaches out a hand and places it on his shoulder. She tries to catch his gaze.]
I'm serious, Caleb. You really do. I don't know a lot of things, but I do know that.
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She reaches out a hand and places it on his shoulder. She tries to catch his gaze.]
I'm serious, Caleb. You really do. I don't know a lot of things, but I do know that.