[Warsman's mask remains as unflinching as the girl's tone, but the way that his shoulders drop and his gaze breaks undoubtedly give him away all by themselves. Seven... he at least had the privilege of being too young to truly remember his father's death, as much as his imagination likes to suggest otherwise, but...]
I'm so sorry. [He doesn't want to sound patronising if he can help it; she's probably heard all of this before. He can only hope that the weight under which his voice strains seems familiar rather than affected.] It's an impossibly heavy burden for anyone to bear.
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I'm so sorry. [He doesn't want to sound patronising if he can help it; she's probably heard all of this before. He can only hope that the weight under which his voice strains seems familiar rather than affected.] It's an impossibly heavy burden for anyone to bear.