[He is really probably finally starting to grasp the deep impact his actions have had by now; that little check over her shoulder back to him was... a lot. He stares down at the floor where he is for a couple of seconds, processing, then goes into the kitchen do refill her glass as he said, and pour his soapy glass out and refill that as well. That done, he goes with both of them and sort of sits on the side of the hammock thing until she comes back out.]
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