[It does matter, at least in the unsurprising revelation that Henry has zero friends. Too trapped as an adult to make any, too awkward as a child to try. To uncaring, now, to think it's worth the effort.
It gives a sense to what he's truly like under all the smile and soft-toned politeness, doesn't it?]
We haven't gone anywhere.
[He says a little jokingly, switching tones as easy as anything. Just like that, their surroundings shudder a little, and... They're back in the kitchen. No more stars, no more space, no more Creel House and its porch swing.]
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It gives a sense to what he's truly like under all the smile and soft-toned politeness, doesn't it?]
We haven't gone anywhere.
[He says a little jokingly, switching tones as easy as anything. Just like that, their surroundings shudder a little, and... They're back in the kitchen. No more stars, no more space, no more Creel House and its porch swing.]