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"I'm good," he said. "This is nice. I'm not used to it."
"Used to what?"
"This, people, being included in things that aren't work."
Her eyes softened. "That sounds lonely."
"It was." He paused. "It is. Sometimes."
She didn't say anything, just held his gaze, and Oscar felt seen in a way that was terrifying and comforting all at once.
"Well," she said finally, "you're included now. So get used to it."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."