[He starts, stops, starts again. He doesn't cry. He didn't cry then, when the children died. He didn't cry when Garnet died. He didn't cry when his Office died. He didn't cry when Lapis came back, as not Lapis. The tears of blood were from the EGO. He doesn't cry.]
[He won't cry now, too. But something hurts and aches in his chest like nothing before, as if Lobelia had seen fit to repeat his little heart stunt right here and now.]
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[He starts, stops, starts again. He doesn't cry. He didn't cry then, when the children died. He didn't cry when Garnet died. He didn't cry when his Office died. He didn't cry when Lapis came back, as not Lapis. The tears of blood were from the EGO. He doesn't cry.]
[He won't cry now, too. But something hurts and aches in his chest like nothing before, as if Lobelia had seen fit to repeat his little heart stunt right here and now.]
I'm not meant to be here.