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He wasn't disputing what she'd said but embracing her. Nova decided that this meant that he couldn't admit the truth to her in words - a promise or a feeling of obligation to someone else, likely Miss Finch? - but wanted her to know that she was right about him and the elopement all the same. She desperately wanted to know exactly what had transpired and what manner of beast the former Miss Finch really was, but for now this seemed to be as much as he felt he could give her. That was fine, she could respect that much; he was finally being honest with her and it was probably because he was as noble as she insisted that he wouldn't betray someone to exonerate himself.

Poor Reuben, he didn't deserve whatever had happened and he certainly didn't deserve the disdain of every member of society.

I am always here for you, Ben, please know that. Her voice was little more than a whisper, loath as she was to sully the tender moment with talking. Anything. Always.

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