[ At first she opens her mouth, like she's ready to say something. Mostly to wish the best for Scott and his brother, because Ange knows what it's like to terribly crave something you can't ever have again, a connection with a brother that was severed before it could fully bloom.
But then her gaze falls on Scott's face, and there's-- there's something there.
Ange doesn't know what it is, but it makes her look a touch confused. ]
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But then her gaze falls on Scott's face, and there's-- there's something there.
Ange doesn't know what it is, but it makes her look a touch confused. ]
Scott? Is something wrong?