Michal forced his palms to press harder into his own face. Seth didn't know how to respond to that? He didn't know how to respond to that, and he had been the one there, present three weeks ago and effectively felt the same way now he did then. Well, perhaps now there was a bit more bitterness, and reserve within him than, say, a hour after the fact, but. That didn't change the fact that he continually felt... unfulfilled, or at least not in the way he had thought he would after all these years. It hadn't... his expectations...
He was glad that Seth spoke first, breaking Michal out of his descending thoughts. His hands dropped for the first time in the past ten minutes, and his face contorted to that of disbelief. Seth thought he had never stopped---
"What?" His voice rumbled. "You can't be serious." Michal's elbows tucked sharply into his own sides, turning more to face Seth. In fact, he was so glad of Seth's sudden reveal, that it made it easy for him to completely ignore his own. "Do you hear what you're saying? You haven't even---"
Michal pursed his lips together tightly. "She's your ex-wife."
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