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“I don’t know where Guildenstern went. I don’t want you to go too.” He said quietly, but let his breath level out. “You know I worry, Hamlet.”
He wanted to apologize and to quiver, but he bit his lip and stood a bit taller. He wanted to step closer and hug him.
“You did love me once.”
“Guildenstern will return, Rosencrantz. And I will stay put.”
Step one is reassurance. Step two is to pray he buys it. This is truly an ugly process. He can only wonder if this is what it’s like to deal with him on a bad day.
“What makes you think I stopped?”











