--okay. [He brushes the back of his hand against his eyes, sucking in his lips to lick their dryness away. His hair... he doesn't even know what to think of it. Part of him is still screaming to part completely from his past, to be something other than the pathetic child who stepped into this room just a year ago; the other can't stand to see himself in the mirror because all he sees is the monster he became.] I promise. I will make things right, and - [he breathes, lips splitting into a little grin,] I'll get rid of the hair.
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