[ Elizabeth getting a nosebleed is honestly more worrying than Booker getting two himself. He frowns at her, then sighs and glances at the bowl. He'd inhaled a surprising amount of his own soup before he'd ruined it by bleeding in it, but he's still hungry.
Even so, he's not about to let her go without on his account. ]
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Even so, he's not about to let her go without on his account. ]
You've hardly touched this, Elizabeth.