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He sees him standing there and sighs softly. Walking over to him and took hold of his hand. Leading him through the mess and had him sit at the table. Then goes into the kitchen, grabbing a clean bowl and spoon. Serving a good helping of the stew and sets the bowl down i front of him. "Eat." he tells him. Then gets to work with cleaning the place. It was far to filthy for anyone to live in. There was no way he was going to let him get sick on his watch.
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