[ That is the sad thing about Nigel (though, in truth, much about Nigel is sad upon reflection). He had been simply an odd boy, up until the moment he first laid eyes on Alex Forbes; but in that moment, he found himself cleft in twain and in that division, enlightened. And poor Rosella, she has been left to deal with both sides of Nigel -- his delusion and his reality. Sometimes it is difficult which is which, but in this moment it is (perhaps) easier to tell. ]
I'm not used to talking to people. [ He exhales, a bit ruefully. ] As if it wasn't obvious.
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I'm not used to talking to people. [ He exhales, a bit ruefully. ] As if it wasn't obvious.