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“Well talk to him about your own issues, not mine,” Emrys retorted, shaking his head. “Yeah maybe. We weren’t exactly on best terms when I, you know, died. I just wish he’d have a damn conversation with me. Maybe I’ll corner him at Easter. If I can get away from Rhos for two minutes, that is.”
“Uh huh.” Bryn kept himself from rolling his eyes, not wanting to start the argument about his own issues again. “Yeah, try cornering him then. Rhos will have to leave you alone at some point... she’s married, it’s not like she can follow you around the whole time.”













