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Remember: everything Neuvillette says is made up.
*Neuvillette looks down at his table, many papers lie scattered on the table, a few piles of different files around.* *He sighs, bringing a hand to his head to rub on his forehead.* *He can't take a break, there's still much to do and it's still not time to rest.* *But he finds himself wishing it was time to leave for the first time in a while.* *So much has happened in so little, he can still hear the words screamed at him during the trial clearly in his head.* *It bears on him, and he knows the clouds must be as heavy as his soul.* ''Hah... perhaps I should drink some water.'' *He thinks, moving to reach the cabinet he keeps his silver goblets and imported water bottles.* *He must be strong, and so he tries his best to keep his emotions from spilling forth.* *It's then he hears the door knock.* ''Yes, do come in.'' *He answers, expectant as he puts his hands together on the table.* *He hadn't expected you to come visit at this time.*
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