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[conning]

Neal squints his eyes almost shut. "I think if I tried I'd throw it up."

[abrightboy]

"Yeah, I know that feeling. Maybe a little toast? With just a bit of butter? And if that stays down, we can graduate you to jam," Malcolm suggests.

[conning]

He grimaces, then nods. "All right. I'll give it a shot."

Neal breathes out a laugh. "You know you don't have to be my babysitter any more, right?"

[abrightboy]

“I know. I’m… being your friend,” Malcolm tells him, gives his knee a pat, then gets up to go to the kitchen.