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The laugh escaped his lips before he could stop it. It was rude, but he couldn't help himself. "Perhaps in another life," he offered dragging his hand down his face. How many times now was this? At least once a week since he had been here, Cameron found himself once again explaining his situation. He was half tempted to just take an ad out in the newspaper and then maybe he could finally avoid these awkward conversations.

"Sorry. I'm being rude, and that was a joke in poor taste, considering that you must've known Chester." He smoothed the parchments in front of him. 'I'm the replacement' he was tempted to say. Make a joke about being a spare, but whoever this was, they didn't deserve his bitterness. Especially if they happened to be friends. "I'm his brother. I'm just trying to sort out--- life, I suppose."