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She's stunned silent, waiting for reprimanding that doesn't come. ]
You're...sorry? Y-y- you're. You're- you're sorry? Ev- even though, I...
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[Come to think of it, where were the adults during all this?]
Did you ever try talking to anyone else about it? Like your parents or any teachers?
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The... School board doesn't...r-really care. There's a set of...c-coaches, but. They d-d- don't. They don't really...pay attention to- to- to the team.
[ And, well. Her parents, that's... ]
...My, um. My parents, they don't...really pay, um. Pay attention...either.
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[Danny frowns at that, before he takes a breath and speaks.]
Well... even though I don't know you very well and this is the first time that I'm hearing about this, I want you to know that I do care. You couldn't have someone to rely on back home, but I do hope that there are people here that you feel like you can trust to have your best interests at heart from now on.
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It's only when her view of Danny starts to blur that Riley realizes she's started to cry. She quickly rubs at her eyes, embarrassed— if they see you cry, they can use it against you, after all. ]
I- I'm sorry. This is all k- kind of- a lot.
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It's okay. You don't need to apologize here.
[Does she need a tissue? He'll offer a tissue box out for her to take if she needs it.]
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Th-thank- thank you. Thank... Thank...
[ It's a little unlikely she'll be able to compose herself this session in any reasonable fashion, at least for anything substantial. ]