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"  Evening. How are you, Ofrah ?  ”  he asks, having looked up from the novel he was reading and seeing who had entered the hotel lounge that had turned into a camp of sorts. Frankly, Harold would prefer not to get involved — considering he had heard some discussion of a conflict earlier in the day, details left out — but he was raised to be polite.