[He can't say anything else to the first statement, he can't find the words, but there's a twinge of sympathy, one he doesn't understand all that well. If he, too, is honestly crazy like everyone says, what kind of life did he really live back home?]
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[He can't say anything else to the first statement, he can't find the words, but there's a twinge of sympathy, one he doesn't understand all that well. If he, too, is honestly crazy like everyone says, what kind of life did he really live back home?]
[He glances away, silent for a moment.]
I hope it doesn't come to that.