[ The words sink in but they don't register, not at first. They don't make sense, because it's everything they've fought for and to hear that none of it mattered, that it was all for nothing. It makes him angry, but more than that, it breaks his heart. ]
So—
[ Gustave cuts himself off, or the words just don't come. It doesn't really matter which. ]
Then we focus on this, Maelle. On what we have here. Whatever this is.
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So—
[ Gustave cuts himself off, or the words just don't come. It doesn't really matter which. ]
Then we focus on this, Maelle. On what we have here. Whatever this is.