[He goes quiet, hesitant, as though he's never been asked that before and doesn't know how to answer.]
Um... n-no... no, nobody gets better. That's why you gotta go. 'Cause... c-cause I'm sick... and...
[His voice is starting to waver, in that familiar way of a child desperately trying to lie through something that scares them and realizing they're not being convincing. He tucks his face down again, shoulders hunching.]
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Um... n-no... no, nobody gets better. That's why you gotta go. 'Cause... c-cause I'm sick... and...
[His voice is starting to waver, in that familiar way of a child desperately trying to lie through something that scares them and realizing they're not being convincing. He tucks his face down again, shoulders hunching.]
... Don't take me away.