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He was so similar, it was scary. If Julchen was to leave, who knew what he'd do? She kept him going, now, and he dreaded losing everyone. Imagining Wolfram as a father made Gil feel a little strange - seeing even Wolfram so occupied, what effect was that having on her? He wanted to have something nice to say. He wanted to go back to the old days where he always had something to make everyone laugh, when everyone was happy. He'd never stayed with people long, what with his dad, his second dad...he'd always been moving. But somehow, he'd thought he'd found his friends for life. But the circle of abandonment kept going. "...I lost my dad." He got out, barely believing the words, disbelieving his own voice. "I - I'm sorry I don't have any good news."
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