[The reminder that there's work to do, that Dixon's already opting out, just makes him wince, but the magic takes the edge off the beatdown he's giving himself.]
Alright. You go do that. [He finally gets to his feet. His eyes are still welled up.] I'll get some rest. I need it.
[He really just needs a minute to compose himself without actively crying in front of others, but he doesn't have to actually say that.]
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Alright. You go do that. [He finally gets to his feet. His eyes are still welled up.] I'll get some rest. I need it.
[He really just needs a minute to compose himself without actively crying in front of others, but he doesn't have to actually say that.]