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[ Oh no. His heart. Ned gazes back at her, as wholly lost as that first day he'd held his babe, his firstborn daughter, in his arms.

He presses knuckles to his eyes. Then smiles. ]

I think it suits. Dad it is, then.

Lunch today, as usual?

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