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[ She's starting to nod. Realizing. Thinking through the sort of thing her father would do. ]

He told you to stay away from me.

[ She presses curled fingers to her lips, head down, other arm tucked protectively across her chest, then flicks her gaze up at him again. ]

So that's ... that's it. Is that-- [ She corrects her stance, straightening her shoulders, her face hard. ] --is that it, Peter?

[ Is that all. Are we done here. ]

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