Jean's eyes slide to their coffee; they seem to have missed the out entirely. There's a distance in their eyes, as they give voice to the name they've been avoiding after the way the rabbi reacted to the other one:
"Mister Chesed taught me how to make this," they murmur. "Floor of Social Sciences. Department of Welfare. He...cared about all of the Assistant Librarians, not just his own team. Worked very hard to. To care about us."
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"Mister Chesed taught me how to make this," they murmur. "Floor of Social Sciences. Department of Welfare. He...cared about all of the Assistant Librarians, not just his own team. Worked very hard to. To care about us."