[He threads their fingers together, his eyes closing for a moment. He's allowed a moment-- just a few seconds, sitting here in silence, trying to absorb everything that's happened, that's going to happen.]
When will the changes come?
[He's not stupid, and he's sure not the exception to whatever rules this place runs on.]
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When will the changes come?
[He's not stupid, and he's sure not the exception to whatever rules this place runs on.]