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week four - sunday morning - madoka
[Newt finally finds Madoka in the game room, of all places. It's a bit of an odd choice for her, but he's not complaining. There's weird stuff happening in the courtyard, anyway.
He leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets.]
I'm sorry about your hand.
He leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets.]
I'm sorry about your hand.

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[He hadn't thought of that before, honestly, but she's got a point.]
The gods certainly could've spared me the trouble of having to figure all this out on my own. Maybe things would've gone differently.
[He shrugs.]