...Uhhh. [There's this uncertainty on his face, like he's trying to read her as much or more than he's trying to give her an answer.] I don't...know? I don't know what I'm doing. [He lets the sword drop. There is a reason, in the loosest sense, but he knows he's got it wrong and he assumes admitting that is faster and easier than having her convince him of it.]
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