[ Those few words hold a weight that echoes down through the chambers of Hellboy's heart. He doesn't sound like a kid in that moment at all. Regret and sympathy knits lines between Hellboy's brows. ]
Well, like I said. [ He clears his throat. ] I'm sorry if I made that harder.
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Well, like I said. [ He clears his throat. ] I'm sorry if I made that harder.