[ heine nods slowly, as if a warning will dissuade him from being possibly rude to someone. ]
They're gone. [ a pause, and he rubs the soles of his shoes on the floor. ] So it's—whatever. Your family, on the other hand. Are they all like that guy, Magato?
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They're gone. [ a pause, and he rubs the soles of his shoes on the floor. ] So it's—whatever. Your family, on the other hand. Are they all like that guy, Magato?