[Eleanor shrugs. Okay. Guy seems to lie as much as she does. Used to. Um. Whatever. Point is, he doesn't look good.
She puts the mix on the ground to walk over, squinting at him. Then, for good measure, she pokes his cheek on a spot that looks especially bruised. Daring him to say that this is still fine.]
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She puts the mix on the ground to walk over, squinting at him. Then, for good measure, she pokes his cheek on a spot that looks especially bruised. Daring him to say that this is still fine.]