[The same voice echoes him, mocking: "The what? You dummy." This time, he doesn't turn around.]
I don't know what you're worried about, but if there's anythin' I can do to help...
[He sounds hopeful. Whatever he's forgotten about himself, following a take-charge woman around just feels right to him, somehow. Magic notwithstanding.]
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[The same voice echoes him, mocking: "The what? You dummy." This time, he doesn't turn around.]
I don't know what you're worried about, but if there's anythin' I can do to help...
[He sounds hopeful. Whatever he's forgotten about himself, following a take-charge woman around just feels right to him, somehow. Magic notwithstanding.]