[He meets her question by averting his gaze a little and taking another swig of peach soda, then swirling it around and listening to the pit clink against the aluminum.]
...Wish we could go one week without losing a kid, but... Yeah, 'bout as alright as I can be.
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...Wish we could go one week without losing a kid, but... Yeah, 'bout as alright as I can be.
[No he's not.]