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_{[Wide brown eyes stare Envy down and Henry's knuckles shine white against his black bodysuit. But it's good that Envy is talking. His ghosts didn't talk. At least, not in calming voices. They wailed and groaned and accused him.]

[Slowly, slowly, he lowered the paint roller.]}

Envy. You scared me.

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