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[His optics flick over the room as she opens the door. Briefly. Noting those scorch marks. And then they return to her, softening around the edges.]

Hey.

[He tries for a smile. And offers up the cubes.]

I thought you could use these. An'... maybe a handshake or two. Or somethin'.

[It's difficult to keep the concern out of his voice. He doesn't manage to do it very well.]

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