Now, at last, Julien pulls back with his wings furled. He's holding his head up more, despite not making himself tall.
"You don't owe me anything," he says with a sigh. "You, or anyone. This bullshit is mine, all of it. You can't shoulder it for me. There's only so much help anyone can give."
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"You don't owe me anything," he says with a sigh. "You, or anyone. This bullshit is mine, all of it. You can't shoulder it for me. There's only so much help anyone can give."