[He still can't look at Cyrus. He gives a small, small nod, one of chastised acquiescence.
He considers saying something here -- I'm glad I can come to you -- but it would come off as insincere, he thinks. Too much. Better to leave it how it is and let Cyrus make the next move.]
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He considers saying something here -- I'm glad I can come to you -- but it would come off as insincere, he thinks. Too much. Better to leave it how it is and let Cyrus make the next move.]