[ He can feel the withdrawal, incomplete as it is. There's a flush of guilt and shame in response. Mat doesn't act on it, though he's starting to realize how little that means when people can see inside his head. He's too used to brushing things off to change the habit now.
But two weeks is nothing, and that at least earns some straightforward and indignant sympathy. He nearly starts in with twenty questions — she'll likely feel it, the grim curiosity — then haltingly settles on one. ] How much blood?
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But two weeks is nothing, and that at least earns some straightforward and indignant sympathy. He nearly starts in with twenty questions — she'll likely feel it, the grim curiosity — then haltingly settles on one. ] How much blood?