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He looked up at her, frowning slightly. “Well, she only told me this afternoon,” he said, half-apologetically, half-slightly-offended, and then paused. After a second’s thought, he continued, “I’m not…

“No, she didn’t tell me.” Her eyes fell down to the tabletop and she found that her bowl of soup didn’t look so appetizing anymore. She hated the fact that there were so many thing she didn’t even know about her own family, who she loved more than anything else in her life. “I-I’m not really hungry anymore.”

Neville sighed slightly, and stood up to move over to Hannah and take her hands. “Han,” he said gently. “I’m sure it’s just because I’m there that she tells me these things. I mean, she couldn’t really not tell me, I’d find out anyway, being around. It’s not- I mean, it’s fine.”