[There's such clear unhappiness on her face; such clear longing. He can't bear to take advantage of that, even for a second, even if he doesn't quite understand what's happening to either of them.
He sets his hands on either of her shoulders, squeezing gently.]
Listen to me. You're under some kind of spell. You're seeing what isn't there.
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He sets his hands on either of her shoulders, squeezing gently.]
Listen to me. You're under some kind of spell. You're seeing what isn't there.