[ Once the window is opened he slides across the sill, concern colouring his features that only deepened at her attempted smile. Baby Tooth wasn't with him, the small faerie soundly asleep in her little fluffy nest in Jack's suite; he hadn't woken her, not going far. ]
You know that doesn't matter to me... what's going on? You said something was wrong with you?
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You know that doesn't matter to me... what's going on? You said something was wrong with you?