[And she rubs his arm, just a little bit. If anyone ever asks - if he asks - she'll swear up and down that it's a precisely calculated, calibrated gesture designed to get him into a state where he can give her the information she wants. But the gesture is still...sort of big sisterly. It doesn't feel mechanical or cynical. And she says:]
You still feel like crying.
[She hates Pinkman lots. She'll swear up and down to that, too. But there's nothing cruel in her voice.]
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You still feel like crying.
[She hates Pinkman lots. She'll swear up and down to that, too. But there's nothing cruel in her voice.]