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"Trust me, son. The pair of you are going to do this from time to time, and you might as well start to deal with it rationally now. Took me a good fifty years of making shit worse till I figured out a better way to handle arguments. Learn from my mistakes." John's head cranked over, and he started to mouth, I love her so much. I'd die if anything happened to h-- When he stopped short, Tohr took a deep breath through the pain in his chest. "I know. Trust me ... I know."